| He can’t sleep at night and he works all day
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| Tries to close his eyes, it won’t go away
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| On his daily road, on a dead-end street
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| Has not lost the faith, he still feels…
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| And every break of dawn
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| For all these years
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| He hopes the burden falls…
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| Cold suns from a distance watch him fading away
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| Cold suns guide his paths and try to soothe his wounds but they fail
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| Cold suns shine on fields of hope he works for day after day
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| From a distant place one can feel his past
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| One can judge the weight since he lost his heart
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| Where he finds the strength against the wind that blows?
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| What the future brings, no one knows…
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| And every break of dawn
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| For all these years
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| He hopes the burden falls off now and…
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| Cold suns from a distance watch him fading away
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| Cold suns guide his paths and try to soothe his wounds but they fail
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| Cold suns shine on fields of hope he works for day after day
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| Day after day, day after day
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| Day after day, day after day
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| Day after day, day after day
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| Day after day
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| Day after day after day after day after day after day
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| Day after day after day after day after day after day
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| Cold suns from a distance watch him fading away
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| Cold suns guide his paths and try to soothe his wounds but they fail
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| Cold suns shine on fields of hope he works for day after day
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| Cold suns from a distance watch him fading away
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| Cold suns guide his paths and try to soothe his wounds but they fail
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| Cold suns shine on fields of hope he works for day after day
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| He can’t sleep at night and he works all day
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| Tries to close his eyes |