| I walk through a world ridden with confliction
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| I know everybody can’t be right
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| All I ever get is contradiction
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| Still they can’t prove that I’m here tonight
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| Where’s the time gone, and where’s it going to?
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| They all try to prophesize
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| What is there in common to a billion people?
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| What exists when they totalize?
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| I know you might never hear these questions
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| From such a little speck of life
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| Surely you understand why I take my lonely stand
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| Waiting, waiting on your reply
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| Must we look to a future in the chill of space?
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| Or maybe we will just revert
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| Are we slaves to a power that is so sublime?
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| Or is it hidden in this clump of dirt?
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| But if you listen something echoes down through the ages
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| Once they even tired to chain down time
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| There must be a reason for the wealth of miracles
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| That run through the days of mankind
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| I know you might never hear these questions
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| From such a little speck of life
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| Surely you understand why I take my lonely stand
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| Waiting, waiting on your reply
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| War Music/Amund Music ASCAP |