| What was will never be the same
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| When all is burnt away
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| In this, the fire of my soul
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| Can you see, where I lost it all
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| Can you help me
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| To gather all the pieces
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| That once were my life
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| Trampled into the dusty ground
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| Waiting to be saved from the fire
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| Broken and small, they with fear
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| Of morning that might not come
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| Ans as the sad sun goes dowm
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| All that’s left I’ll gather
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| And make a great fire
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| To light this dark night
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| I have forsaken
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| All that is mine
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| I will no longer be there
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| I will not see your eyes -your tears
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| And the horror which is graven within
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| Help me
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| To end this pain
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| Help me
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| To end this pain
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| Help me
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| To be the man I always posed
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| Help me
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| To stand on my own
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| Help me
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| To walk this path to home |