| This brilliant light that we destroyed
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| The final silent conversations we have avoided
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| This cost of us, this things we lost
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| We blew it up before we ever knew the cost
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| Underneath the falling sky, I’m not afraid of highs
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| I knew and front of moment and I was set the fire
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| It’s the heart that burns devasted?
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| It’s the heart you can’t imagine?
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| And it’s lock we never happen
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| When the dream just turns to dust and the gold just turns to rust
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| We will rise up from the ashes
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| Could we carry on? |
| Could we start again?
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| Could I change your mind just one last time? |
| Forgive, forget.
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| Is all the end? |
| But too late to say
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| All the things we had, the good, the bad the love we meant
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| Underneath the falling sky, I’m not afraid to fly
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| I knew and from the moment I was set the fire
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| It’s the heart that burns devasted?
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| It’s the heart you can’t imagine?
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| And it’s lock we never happen
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| When the dream just turns to dust, when the gold just turns to rust
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| We will rise up from the ashes
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| We will rise up from the ashes
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| Could we carry on?
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| Could we start again?
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| It’s the heart that burns devasted?
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| It’s the heart you can’t imagine?
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| And It’s lock we never happen
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| When the dream just turns to dust, when the gold just turns to rust
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| We will rise up from the ashes |