| I’ve been fighting and holding on
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| But it’s time to let it fall down
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| When it shatters, it makes a sound
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| And it sounds like rain
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| On the dry ground
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| I’ve been quiet, but I’ve been screaming
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| Been divided by my reason
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| But I can’t wrestle the wind
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| And I can’t drown the sea
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| It’s drowning me
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| Cause there ain’t no fear of ___
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| There ain’t no hiding from the truth
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| The things we can’t keep inside of us
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| We’re gonna have to see them through
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| And my heart goes rambling, leaping
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| Higher, deeper than my seeing
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| What is learning
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| It changes someday
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| But if I gave the wind its motion
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| I gave the blue unto the ocean
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| In return I’d only ask for freedom
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| Cause I have no fear of dying
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| A hurt that will one day run me through
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| But while I have strength for standing
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| Life is forgiving, bright and new
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| Soon enough it will be Spring
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| And I will leave my sheltered sleeping
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| For a road
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| I know that is why
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| Well, I’ve been lonesome
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| Through and through
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| But I get my courage from this feeling
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| That what I’m seeking is looking for me, too |