| There is something in my heart
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| Telling me to let go
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| Put away all of your armor
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| It’s going to kill me if I want to grow
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| It’s a choice that I must make so I can be free
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| It’s a choice that I must make so I can be free
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| The times that you take to wait
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| For all the things that you need
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| Are the times that are wasted
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| The times that you take to wait
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| For all the things that you need
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| Are the times that you’ve wasted
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| Reach up from the soil and bloom
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| Go to the places that scare you
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| Shine the light on what you’re not willing to see
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| We are all returning home
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| We think we’re separate, so we roam
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| Searching for something to satisfy this thirst
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| We must turn inward
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| Do you hear that roaring between your ears
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| Do you have the courage to listen
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| Can you make peace with your fear
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| The times that you take to wait
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| For all the things that you need
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| Are the times that you’ve wasted
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| The times that you take to wait
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| For all the things that you need
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| Are the times that you’ve wasted
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| You can wait for death to come
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| Or you can take a chance and lead
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| And be like melting snow
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| Wash away all that you’ve known
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| You can wait for death to come
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| Or you can take a chance and lead
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| Into the great unknown
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| Do you fear what you might see |