| It’s empty in the valley of your heart
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| The sun, it rises slowly as you walk
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| Away from all the fears
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| And all the faults you left behind
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| The harvest left no food for you to eat
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| You cannibal, you meat-eater, you see
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| But I have seen the same
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| I know the shame in your defeat
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| But I will hold on hope
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| And I won’t let you choke
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| On the noose around your neck
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| And I’ll find strength in pain
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| And I will change my ways
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| Know my name as it’s called again
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| 'Cause I have other things to fill my time
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| You take what is yours and I’ll take mine
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| Now let me at the truth
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| Which will refresh my broken mind
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| So tie me to a post and block my ears
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| I can see widows and orphans through my tears
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| I know my call despite my faults
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| And despite my growing fears
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| But I will hold on hope
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| And I won’t let you choke
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| On the noose around your neck
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| And I’ll find strength in pain
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| And I will change my ways
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| I know my name as it’s called again
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| So come out of your cave walking on your hands
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| And see the world hanging upside down
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| You can understand dependence
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| When you know the maker’s hand
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| So make your siren’s call
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| And sing all you want
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| I will not hear what you have to say
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| 'Cause I need freedom now
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| And I need to know how
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| To live my life as it’s meant to be
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| I will hold on hope
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| And I won’t let you choke
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| On the noose around your neck
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| And I’ll find strength in pain
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| And I will change my ways
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| I know my name as it’s called again |