| Stepping over, stepping light
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| I’ll discover, I don’t need to fight
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| The mantras chanted, the rite complete
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| There’re only ashes at my feet
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| It’s out of my hands now
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| I’ll hand over, I’ll let go
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| What’s forever, I’ll never know
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| Give it all up, give it away
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| Don’t take it back, that’s what they say
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| And it’s out of my hands now
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| Worry, it’s scary
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| Too much care
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| Losing my hair
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| Trying to prepare
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| For something I can’t see or hear or smell or even know…
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| There’s only now
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| Only this note
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| Only this moment, take a bow
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| Or should I surrender
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| Is there chaos, is there a plan
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| Random patterns for every man
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| Invisible wires and a safety net
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| Or only freefall space cadets, freefall
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| And gravity always wins
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| I know the G word, I know it well
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| They say it’ll keep me for going to hell
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| Whatever works, makes you content
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| Lets you deal with how insignificant, you are, we are, we all are
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| And suddenly we’re gone
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| Worry, it’s scary
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| Too much care
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| Losing my hair
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| Trying to prepare
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| For something I can’t see or hear or smell or even know
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| There’s only now
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| Only this note
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| Only this moment, take a bow
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| Should I surrender |