| We dared to ask for more
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| But that was long before
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| The nights began to burn
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| You would have thought we’d learned
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| You can’t make promises
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| All based upon tomorrow
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| Happiness, security
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| Are words we only borrowed
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| For is this the answer to our prayers?
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| Is this what god has sent?
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| Please understand this isn’t what we meant
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| The future couldn’t last
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| We nailed it to the past
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| With every word a trap
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| That no one can take back
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| From all the architects
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| Who find their towers leaning
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| And every prayer we pray at night
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| Has somehow lost its meaning
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| For is this the answer to our prayers?
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| Is this what got has sent?
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| Please understand this isn’t what we meant
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| A long time ago when the world was pretty
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| Standing right here in a different city
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| I’m not coming back anymore
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| Not coming back anymore
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| Is this the answer to our prayers?
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| Is this what god has sent?
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| Please understand this isn’t what we meant |