| Please don’t leave
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| Believe in me
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| I would not lie among the artifacts
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| Within the sacristy
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| I know they’re sacred
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| I know we stand in hallowed halls
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| I would not speak with such conviction
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| If I did not fear for us all
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| But something’s happened
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| Something changed
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| Since we met yesterday evening
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| The symbols all have rearranged
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| This now reads «Fire»
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| That one says «Flame»
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| And my transcription might be off a bit
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| But I think that one says «Pray»
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| Gather yourself
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| I need you calm and collected
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| I feel your dread, I know the fear
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| But these thoughts are crippling you
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| Hold your head high like the minarets
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| We haven’t been beaten yet
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| When the whole world starts to pirouette
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| Let me be your safety net
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| I know that you’re scared of the local lore
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| But we’ve conquered worse before
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| The soothsayers can’t always be correct
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| ‘Bout what hasn’t happened yet
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| Hold your head high like the palace walls
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| We’re fearless, we stand up tall
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| We won’t be afraid of our fates at all
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| We’ll be brave when judgment calls
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| If the ground opens up to swallow
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| The love that we’ve built
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| Will our lives end in grief or elation
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| Trepidation or guilt?
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| It’s all for naught
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| The world’s gone to pot
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| There’s no heaven waitin' on me
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| But when I’m down where it’s warm
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| Would you still call me yours?
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| I think I’d still like to be |