| I will walk with pride.
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| So it’s been a year.
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| Thankfully, I’m still standing strong.
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| I’m still here and even after all this time
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| My passion has not faded, nor has my sincerity.
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| Starting up where I left off,
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| I’m still trying to change the world,
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| But alas, I am only a man.
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| There’s only so much I can do with the time I have.
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| I’ll give this all I have and more.
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| It seems the only way our songs and aspirations will ever be heard.
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| Will they ever be heard
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| And let’s just say I’ve been inspired by her,
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| Cause when you’ve been seen the way I’ve been seen,
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| You will understand.
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| Or maybe I’m just striving for an equal beauty which I will never achieve.
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| Let’s follow our dreams tonight.
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| Almost every day I wake to a world that’s growing darker and bitter,
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| wasting away.
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| But some days I wake to light.
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| One of these days I’ll change the some to every day.
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| The fleeting to everlasting.
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| Just you wait and see.
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| These times call for more than action.
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| For what can be achieved by action alone
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| What good is process without passion
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| Let’s follow our dreams tonight |