| From out of the darkness
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| A messenger sent down to me
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| A packaged dream to read
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| Gift wrapped for all to see
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| A costumed liberty
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| Golden braided fits to me
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| A costumed liberty
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| Closing in it’s right around me
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| And now it seems to breathe
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| And now it seems to breathe
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| And now it seems to breathe, help myself
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| And now it seems to breathe
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| From somewhere in the tunnel
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| This messenger bent down to me
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| His head on bended knee
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| This messenger uncurled to me
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| And now it seems to breathe
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| And now it seems to breathe
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| And now it seems to breathe, help myself
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| And now it seems to breathe
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| From somewhere in the tunnel
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| This messenger is leaving me
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| My head on bended knee
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| Thank you for releasing me
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| It set free energy
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| I caught its breath inside of me
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| It set free energy
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| Unlocked is my memory
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| And now it seems to breathe
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| And now it seems to breathe
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| And now it seems to breathe, help myself
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| And now it seems to breathe
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| And now it seems to breathe
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| And now it seems to breathe
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| And now it seems to breathe, help myself
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| And now it seems to breathe |