| A million years have passed away
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| Until the first of us created
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| A million words of a candle’s soul
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| With history beyond control
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| A thousand million years ago
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| A thousand miles away from home
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| Two little eyes were born to breathe
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| Who am I
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| When my mind creates that wall
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| Of wrong views beyond recall
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| Sometimes you should take the hand
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| That is given by a friend
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| I lift that veil of golden rain
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| Books of knowledge fill my veins
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| You’ll defeat the savage death
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| If you’re sencere with every breath
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| Every man can pave his road
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| Like a dinosaurs crowd
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| And all of us will make mistakes
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| But time will tell us what it takes
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| Now I’ll be there to drown your fears
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| To give you care with all my tears
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| There’s just one question to esteem
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| Who am I …
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| There’s a simple answer’s key
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| To this simple question in front of me
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| In a sense: you need a friend |