| This soul’s a stowaway
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| At the heels of a gaze, their eyes betrayed in the arcade
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| Misdirection pervades, and my image fades of you
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| (Where are you?)
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| Could we return to the hymn of the Lake?
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| Grave refrains of impossible love, not believing what they’d say
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| Haunting heralds whose words were lost on you
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| (Where are you?)
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| I’d bare you my heart, if I knew that it still was there
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| I’m too nervous to look, too afraid to close the book
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| So take all the wind from my lungs, if you’re out of air
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| Just deliver me truth, deliver me you
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| How’d we lose our place? |
| Who decided our fate?
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| Decay until we we’re erased, idly wasting away?
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| Well, the nightmare’s ending soon
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| (Where are you?)
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| I’d bare you my heart, if I knew that it was still there
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| I’m too nervous to look, too afraid to close the book
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| So take all the wind from my lungs, if you’re out of air
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| Just deliver me truth, I’ll deliver me you
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| (Who are you waiting for?)
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| (Who are you waiting for?)
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| If the younger me just could have seen the trouble I’d create
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| He’d never have agreed to carry on
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| (Who are you waiting for?)
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| When sins of sons to fathers come, too heavy is the weight
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| The spirit split in two
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| Dear apparition, in this fleeting flash
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| Must I burn the earth, before you turn to ash?
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| Would such extremes repair our broken past?
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| The silver lining seldom lies in sight too plain to see
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| But trust our story’s end can bring redemption for the pain endured |