| We were the dreamers, boys on the wild frontier
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| The new believers with nothing in the world to fear
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| We had discovered the treasure of the love and the grace of God
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| And it burned like a fire in our hearts and we would
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| Throw back our heads and run with the passion
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| Through the fields of forgiveness and grace, we carry the eternal flame
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| With undying hope and a blazing conviction of a truth that would never fade
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| We were glowing in the dark, children of the burning heart
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| And now for the dreamers and those who have dared to believe them
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| Flames call us deeper into the great mystery
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| For as we draw near to the Father, we are lost in this one desire
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| To be wholly consumed by His fire
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| Throw back our heads and run with the passion
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| Through the fields of forgiveness and grace, we carry the eternal flame
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| With undying hope and a blazing conviction of a truth that will never fade
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| We are glowing in the dark, children of the burning heart, oh yeah
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| So come on let’s throw back our heads and run with the passion
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| Through the fields of forgiveness and grace, we carry the eternal flame
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| With undying hope and a blazing conviction of a truth that will never fade
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| We are glowing in the dark, children of the burning heart
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| Keep on glowing in the dark, children of the burning heart
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| We are the children, we are the children of the burning heart
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| We are the children, we are the children of the burning heart
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| We are the children, we are the children of the burning heart
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| We are the children, we are the children of the burning heart |