| Upwards I climbed
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| Above me stretched the northern skies
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| Beneath the great night’s height
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| I fought alone
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| I was at war
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| Both with myself and with it all
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| My own shadow now my home
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| No place to call my own
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| Storms may come
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| But wild tempests won’t tear me away from your arms
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| I’ll hold to the good and the true
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| I’ll weather your storms for the stillness in you
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| That night I ran, ran, ran before the storm
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| That night I ran, ran, ran before the storm
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| That night I ran, ran, ran before the storm
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| All of this time you said I gave too little
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| But I say you asked for too much
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| Love’s a two edged sword
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| And though I’m yours I’m mine
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| And you’d see if you dared
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| That our moments were never owned
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| Only ever were they shared
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| That for you there must be me
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| And for me there must be you
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| Storms may come
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| But wild tempests won’t tear me away from your arms
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| I’ll hold to the good and the true
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| I’ll weather your storms for the stillness in you
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| That night I ran, ran, ran before the storm
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| That night I ran, ran, ran before the storm
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| That night I ran, ran, ran before the storm
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| Ancient love, I ran before the storm
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| No power to take me, 'cause I was ever yours
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| Ancient love, I ran before the storm
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| No power to take me, 'cause I was ever yours
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| That night I ran, ran, ran before the storm
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| That night I ran, ran, ran before the storm
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| That night I ran, ran, ran before the storm |