| The treasure of the dawn is the everlasting peace
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| The storm must pass away as the night is leaving
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| Moon, I owe you everything,
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| You were there when I arrived
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| Moon, I’m tired of resisting,
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| If only I could see your light
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| Will the struggle cease the right the wrong
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| Will I ever discern how to leave their fray
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| Will the struggle cease the seak the strong
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| Will they gather, walk on the same way
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| Oh no breather for the braves
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| Oh no breather for the braves
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| Oh no breather for the braves
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| Oh no breather for the braves
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| Lately, I tried to get out of the dark in vain
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| How to live, how to pray
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| When the night is the only day
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| I swear, nothing from the past will ever be the same
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| I won’t live astray. |
| Want to find the way
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| I had it all, now I am helpless
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| Was my own guard, now I’m anchorless
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| I’ve tried to determine what was true and what was fair
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| I sorely lost myself, didn’t lead me anywhere
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| Will the struggle cease the right the wrong
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| Will I ever discern them or will I stray
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| Will the struggle cease the weak the strong
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| Will they gather, walk on the same way
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| Oh no breather for the braves
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| Oh no breather for the braves
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| Oh no breather for the braves
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| Oh no breather for the braves
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| Lately, I tried to move on but the sky was grey
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| How to live, how to pray
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| When the night is the only day
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| I used to hum a song, full of bliss in the old days
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| I used to dare my fears to silence these melodies
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| I used to hum a song, full of bliss in the old days
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| Now I’m afraid I won’t enjoy it, never again
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| Lately, I tried to get out of the dark in vain
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| How to live, how to pray
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| When the night is the only day
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| I Swear! |
| Nothing from the past will ever be the same
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| I won’t live astray
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| Want to find the way |