| Some say they can light my way
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| Along the distance of the desert grey
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| Some say they can ease your pain
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| Some believe in they are safe and sound
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| Sunlight keeps me holding on
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| In compensation for the midnight days
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| No place I would rather be
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| Only one thing that is left to say
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| My hands are tied cause of the mortal life
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| Don’t close my eyes to see the other ones die
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| We tremble softly when the fortune smiles
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| We spin so many wheels to come alive
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| I fear the momentary walk into nowhere
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| Moments unreal through lenses of fear
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| Faces look scary when we turn off the lights
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| What makes us cling to a small grain of sand?
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| Why do we long for a life without end?
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| Moments — wasted away
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| All disappear in the dust of this place
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| What makes us cling to a small grain of sand?
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| I never wanted to feel it this way
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| See them crawling from here to there
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| On the surface of the world they share
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| Defending secrcets they can’t explain
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| All is still insecure!
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| My hands are tied cause of the mortal life
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| Don’t close my eyes to see the other ones die
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| We tremble softly when the fortune smiles
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| We spin so many wheels to come alive
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| I see them hopelessly fall into nowhere |