| For years everyone runs away
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| For years everyone returns
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| Chasing after the sun
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| Trapped within circles
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| Everyone is complicated
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| So what are you still dreaming for?
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| For years they are hiding something
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| For years everyone knows
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| A stone overturns
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| Throughout the days and nights
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| Everyone is talking
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| Why are you still here?
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| It’s better to run to the flames
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| Demand
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| Not ask
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| What are you afraid of?
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| Don’t think twice when he says
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| There is no better time
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| Bring on the day
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| For years they are asking
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| For years they are not listening
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| Keeping everything inside
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| It gathers and strengthens
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| And finally exhausts
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| What are you talking about?
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| Turns out you’re always silent
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| But inside everything is burning, on fire
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| All the words that vanished
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| You will find them in other people’s dreams
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| For years they open up And remain shut,
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| Grasp the wind
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| Every disaster on the heals of another
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| One announced
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| As another is told
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| Returning to the open wound |