| When there’s no one here in the tryouts
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| Who will live through your first day’s trial
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| Of confusion when your faint and crooked smile
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| Had to leave
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| When you’re painted like a warrior
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| Though you know it’s a raining war
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| When the first who spoke, but wasn’t really sure
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| Was your heart
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| Your fear of the leading light
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| If they are with you and your heart won’t fail
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| To see through a fearless eye
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| And know that danger finally goes away
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| Still you’re trying
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| But there’s no leaving now
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| And with your quiet damn devotion
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| To be lost like your child again
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| Claim forever is a close and honest friend
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| To your ways
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| Will there be time to harvest rivers
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| That for so long refused to grow
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| All the little things you need to build a home
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| For your love
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| Your fear of the leading light
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| If they are with you and your heart won’t fail
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| To see through a fearless eye
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| And know that danger finally goes away
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| Still you’re trying
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| But there’s no leaving now |