| The road opens wide
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| There’s space here for two of us
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| If I could slip under the wire
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| We’d wait here, just stay here a while
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| Slumped, the body’s tired
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| And this fear never lets me sleep
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| Your smile, this trial elates
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| In your eyes, I see mother’s open gates
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| If fortune could smile
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| There? |
| d be room here for two of us
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| And I would burn myself through the wire
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| With this hate concentrated
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| Unearthed, disparate in time
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| Once in a while
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| If peace held for two of us
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| If we could show mercy awhile
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| With patience transcending
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| This cold, never ending, through time
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| If home still matters
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| If these bones were not so shattered
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| What state, so desperate
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| Within a hollow shell, in a forgotten state
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| Come tear the dirt from my eyes |