| I used to yearn for a time
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| When nobody wanted mine
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| Now take a seat by my side
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| Can you read the stars
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| Or tell the future of the wind
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| Have you found the map
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| To bring it back again
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| Everyday I wake up I’m at war
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| So hold, hold on to me
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| The pressures and the pain
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| I was sleepwalking again
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| Beauty out the window
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| Of this weird train
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| The children say be happy
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| Only they can have the cure
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| To a world that’s lost the feeling
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| Of the ones we reach out for
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| So inspire my trust
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| Looking out towards the light
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| Flipping the switch
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| The lights on the tide
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| Now we’ve found ourselves
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| With the time to sets us free
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| When we have what we don’t want
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| The innocence will be set free
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| Fear is an illusion
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| But pure love it falls like tears
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| Falls on to your wings
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| As a golden eagle screams
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| It flows like honey
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| The rare and bitter kind
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| You ask what is happening
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| In every town and every mind
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| Everyday I wake up I’m at war
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| So hold, hold on to me
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| The hardships and the pain
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| Are we sleepwalking again
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| Beauty out the window
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| Of this weird train
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| So inspire my trust
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| Looking out towards the light
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| Flipping the switch
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| The lights on the tide
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| Now we’ve found ourselves
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| With the time that sets us free
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| When we have what we don’t want
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| The innocence will be set free
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| The innocence in you and me
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| The innocence in you and me |