| The will to greatness clouds the mind
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| Consumes the senses, veils the signs
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| We each are meant to recognize
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| Redeeming graces cast aside
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| Enduring notions, new found promise
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| That the end will never come
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| We live in times when all seems lost
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| But time will come when we’ll look back
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| Upon ourselves and on our failings
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| Embrace the void even closer still
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| Erase your doubts as you surrender everything
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| We possess the power
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| If this should start to fall apart
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| To mend divides
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| To change the world
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| To reach the farthest star
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| If we should stay silent
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| If fear should win our hearts
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| Our light will have long diminished
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| Before it reaches the farthest star
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| Wide awake in a world that sleeps
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| Enduring thoughts, enduring scenes
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| The knowledge of what is yet to come
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| From a time when all seems lost
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| From a dead man to a world
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| Without restraint, unafraid and free
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| We possess the power
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| If this should start to fall apart
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| To mend divides
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| To change the world
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| To reach the farthest star
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| If we should stay silent
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| If fear should win our hearts
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| Our light will have long diminished
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| Before it reaches the farthest star
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| If we fall and break
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| All the tears in the world cannot make
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| Us whole
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| Again
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| We possess the power
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| If this should start to fall apart
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| To mend divides
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| To change the world
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| To reach the farthest star
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| If we should stay silent
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| If fear should win our hearts
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| Our light will have long diminished
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| Before it reaches the farthest star |