| We have heard the songs of angels
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| We have tasted flames from hell
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| We have seen the fallen hero
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| We have heard the ringing bell
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| And it all seems cleaner in the rain
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| Now it all begins to look the same
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| We have come into this lifetime
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| With only a few things on our side
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| Although we are only mortal men
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| The choice to change is yours and mine
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| And it all seems cleaner in the rain
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| And it all begins to look the same
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| Now the laughter turns to tears
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| Now the seconds seem like years
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| Oh but I’m still holding on
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| Driving through the tears
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| Only one world we’ve been given
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| Earth — wind — sea — air
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| We’re burning holes into the morning sky
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| And we have learned not to care
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| And it all seems cleaner in the rain
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| And it all begins to look the same
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| Now the laughter turns to tears
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| Now the minutes seem like years
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| But I’m still holding on
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| Driving through the tears
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| And it all seems cleaner in the rain
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| And it all begins to look the same
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| Now the laughter turns to tears
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| Now the days seem like years
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| I hear the gods begin to cheer
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| As we watch our sky disappear
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| This is my Exodus
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| This is my Wire
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| Send it to those who care
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| I’m still holding on |