| We are the lost and the silent
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| We are the shackled and small
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| We’re looking up at the giants
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| We’re going to watch when they fall
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| Do you hear me?
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| You’re a Goliath to me
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| I’ll be there when the bombs unfurl
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| Till the war is over
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| Lay your burdens on me
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| I can bear all the weight of the world
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| With you on my shoulders
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| We won’t just fall away
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| We weren’t just born to fade
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| Our stories are past the horizon
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| We’re chasing the sun till we find them
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| Goodbye to what we made
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| No matter anyway
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| We’re climbing until we transcend
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| Higher, higher to where the skies end
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| These are the dreams of our fathers
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| There’ll be no wishing on the stars
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| We are the sons and the daughters
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| Let them come test who we are
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| Can you hear me?
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| You’re a Goliath to me
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| I’ll be there when the guns break out
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| Till the storm is over
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| Lay your burdens on me
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| I’ll be there when your fate runs out
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| You’ll be on my shoulders
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| We won’t just fall away
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| We weren’t just born to fade
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| Our stories are past the horizon
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| We’re chasing the sun till we find them
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| Goodbye to what we made
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| No matter anyway
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| We’re climbing until we transcend
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| Higher, higher to where the skies end
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| We left our chains
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| We left them below
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| We are all rising above
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| We were not born to stay low
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| Show me your strength
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| It’s more than you know
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| You’ll never know what you’re made of
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| Until you set foot down the road
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| We knew this day
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| Was set long ago
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| And when the sharks smell the blood
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| They will all see it’s their own
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| Own, own, own, own
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| We won’t just fall away
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| We weren’t just born to fade
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| Our stories are past the horizon
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| We’re chasing the sun till we find them
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| Goodbye to what we made
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| No matter anyway
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| We’re climbing until we transcend
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| Higher, higher to where the skies end
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| In a search that has continued for centuries, some far-out distant view with
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| its promise of the unseen, and its promise of the unknown, has forever fathered
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| the impulse to seek for new things in new places, new horizons.
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