| I remember those summer days
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| The wind in our hair and the smile of a dawn
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| Seeing our future within the stars
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| Becoming a stone that will last forever
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| Hand on heart, our message to God
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| No heaven, no hell, no rest for the brave
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| Words have no power without the faith
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| Actions reflect how we live together
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| Still we go on this endless road
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| Light that we cannot see
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| But we can feel the strength that burns
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| Inside our souls
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| Promises await
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| Spread your fire up to the sky tonight
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| Our kingdom from the roads we’ll raise
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| Echoes of ancient tales return
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| Voices surrounding my head and the air
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| A sense of purpose is guiding these days
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| Running and searching and fighting to catch the moment
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| Down on my way, I’ll follow the signs
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| No turning back, no time to regret
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| Mining the walls of this fortress
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| Healed and divine, passion and pain
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| Still we go on this endless road
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| Light that we cannot see
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| But we can feel the strength that burns
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| Inside our souls
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| Promises await
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| Spread your fire out to the sky tonight
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| Our kingdom from the roads we’ll raise
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| Echoes of ancients |