| Take what you feel inside of this room and break away
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| I’ll bring the feeling of this moment when i leave
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| Envision what life could be
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| If we move beyond comfort and ability
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| We’ll rot in this tomb until we start to move
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| No one is handing «change» our way
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| Facing each day with so much to say
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| And in the absence of action
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| Even our screams are worth something
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| What we want we must create what we risk will be regained
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| What we’d assume we must forsake what’s been destroyed…
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| What have we done? |
| what do i know?
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| How far are you willing to go?
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| Never restricted by who i’m suppossed to be
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| Looking beyond all that i can see
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| To make this a movement again instead of only a scene
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| Do you realize what that means?
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| What we make of this energy is everything
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| And in the absence of passion
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| Our screams are worth nothing
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| What we want we must create
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| What we risk will be regained
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| What we’d assume we must forsake
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| What’s been destroyed can be replaced
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| Too many years spent «screaming for change»
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| And i see now that what remains
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| Is the time that i give and the chances i take
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| In the way that i live and the choices i make |