| The light of day is fading
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| To bid the darkness in
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| When empty smiles can never hide the hollowness within
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| My thoughts race by like the scene outside
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| Through the windows of the train
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| I could cover my eyes but never hide
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| From the promises I made
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| If I was a better man
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| Or a poor man or a king
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| Would I have the strength to start again
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| Walk the path that called to me
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| Somewhere out there waiting
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| Is a place where I’ll know peace
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| Calling out and beckoning
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| Be I a poor man or a king
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| The station long departed
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| My fate entrusted to the rails
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| No certain destination
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| Except the life I’ll hope to make
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| But were the choice presented
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| Couldn’t relinquish or bequeath
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| The walls I built around the truth
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| I closely guard within
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| If I was a better man
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| Or a poor man or a king
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| Would I have the strength to start again
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| Walk the path that called to me
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| Somewhere out there waiting
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| Is a place where I’ll know peace
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| Calling out and beckoning
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| Be I a poor man or a king
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| Give me your hand
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| Take your place here next to me
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| Let us walk this road together
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| No matter where it leads
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| Put aside your burdens
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| Put away your fears
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| Or I’ll carry them as I’d carry you
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| Until the very end
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| Somewhere out there waiting
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| Is a place where we’d know peace
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| That calls to us
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| That beckons us
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| The place where we’d be free
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| Put aside your burdens
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| Put away your fears
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| I’d carry them as I’d carry you
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| 'Till the very end
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| Put aside your burdens
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| Put away your fears
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| I’d carry them as I’d carry you
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| Until the very end
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| Somewhere out there waiting
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| Is a place where we’d know peace
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| Calling out and beckoning
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| A place where we’d be free |