| Face down in the dirt
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| I’ve crawled a thousand miles on my own
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| Weathered hands and wounded pride
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| It’s hard to find the words
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| I’ve searched for all my life
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| It’s a puzzle with the missing piece inside
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| Then the waves began to swell
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| And I’m going under
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| And the world came crashing down
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| You were the hand of the ocean, that pulled me to the shore
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| You were the heart of the distance, the love that broke the storm
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| You were the heat of evening, the arms that kept me warm
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| Now is this life I am living now you’ve gone?
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| Broken and deserted
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| Forgiven no, I have not earnt it yet
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| Too many ghosts still haunt your mind
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| Innocent still learning
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| This puzzle yeah, I’m still searching for
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| The missing piece that makes things right
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| Then the waves began to swell
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| And I’m going under
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| And the world came crashing down
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| You were the hand of the ocean, that pulled me to the shore
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| You were the heart of the distance, the love that broke the storm
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| You were the heat of evening, the arms that kept me warm
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| Now is this life I am living now you’ve gone?
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| What are we fighting for?
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| Broken and deserted
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| Forgiven no, I have not earnt it yet
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| I have not earnt it yet |