| I hear voices from beyond the veil
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| They reverberate in mystery
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| There are shadows in my heart
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| And they multiply in memory
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| And the comrades that I’ve lost out there
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| In the scattered ruins still speak to me If the flickering light of your campfire dims
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| The world grows smaller
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| It’s closing in
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| I’m standing here
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| And I want you to live
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| I know
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| These are the times we find out who we really are
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| This will be when a true friend stands at your side
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| Someone like me who wants to Believe in the days of high times and innocence
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| Drawing the lines and shouting back to the night
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| Someone like me who wants you to live
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| And from those who’ve seen the light beyond
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| We know the end will bring tranquility
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| But the voices of the friends they heard
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| Brought them back to this reality
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| Tough the beacon of light in your life seems dim
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| The sun’s coming up on the world we’re in There are choices here
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| And I want you to live
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| I know
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| These are the times we find out who we really are
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| This will be when a true friend stands at your side
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| One more like me Who wants to believe in the truth of all we experienced
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| To live again to jump back into the fight
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| Someone like me who wants you to live
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| Pouring light from the sky
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| Portends you and I Disappears in the night
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| I still remember
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| I hear voices from beyond the veil
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| Like a faint unfinished symphony
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| Though the beacon of light in your life seems dim
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| The sun’s coming up on the world we’re in
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| I’m standing here
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| And I want you to live
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| I know
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| These are the times we find out who we really are
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| This will be when a true friend stands at |