| At the end of days, at the end of time
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| When the sun burns out will any of this matter?
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| Who will be there to remember who we were?
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| Who will be there to know that any of this had meaning for us?
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| And in retrospect I’ll say we’ve done no wrong
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| Who are we to judge what’s right and what has purpose for us?
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| With designs upon ourselves to do no wrong
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| Running wild unaware of what might come of us
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| The sun was born and so it shall die
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| So only shadows comfort me
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| I know in darkness I will find you giving up inside like me
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| Each day shall end as it begins
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| And though you’re far away from me
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| I know in darkness I will find you giving up inside like me
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| The sun was born and so it shall die
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| So only shadows comfort me
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| I know in darkness I will find you giving up inside like me
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| Each day shall end as it begins
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| And though you’re far away from me
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| I know in darkness I will find you giving up inside like me
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| Without a thought I will see everything eternal
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| Forget that once we were just dust from heavens far
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| As we were forged, we shall return perhaps someday
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| I will remember us and wonder who we were
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| The sun was born and so it shall die
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| So only shadows comfort me
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| I know in darkness I will find you giving up inside like me
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| Each day shall end as it begins
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| And though you’re far away from me
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| I know in darkness I will find you giving up inside like me
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| The sun was born and so it shall die
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| So only shadows comfort me
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| I know in darkness I will find you giving up inside like me
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| Each day shall end as it begins
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| And though you’re far away from me
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| I know in darkness I will find you giving up inside like me |