| Yes it was here I saw it rise
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| I saw it collapse
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| Devotion transformed into a burden
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| All too heavy for a man to bear
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| The collected wisdom
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| And the art of crawling
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| Vanished when we became strangers
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| Yes it was here I saw it collapse
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| I saw it rise again, in a new form
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| Fire, walk with me
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| Don’t hide but show me new home
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| The sand once so thick
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| Now slipping through my fingers
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| The wounds once scarred and healed
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| Now forever bleeding inside
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| Fire, walk with me
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| Don’t hide but show me new home
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| Behold the quicksand, my brothers
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| Our strength was always
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| To find solid ground
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| The sand once so thick
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| Now slipping through my fingers
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| The wounds once scarred and healed
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| Now bleeding inside again
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| In this moment of confusion I wonder
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| Should I try once more
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| Would I fail once more
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| In this moment of final conclusion I wonder
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| Why don’t I even care anymore |