| There is a fire within all of us
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| There is a river flowing in your soul
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| To put out the fire when it gets out of control
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| There is a stranger in all of us
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| That we try to get to know
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| There is a wise woman in theretoo
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| SheЂ™s trying to run the show
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| I can not escape the constant equipoise
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| In between the mischief and control
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| Swinging from the pendulum of desires
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| In between the mischief and control
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| There is a painter in all of us
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| She knows exactly which brush to choose
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| She knows exactly where to make a stroke
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| But thereЂ™s an army of voices
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| She might have to get through
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| There is a writer in all of usyeah
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| He knows what to say and he knows when itЂ™s done
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| But then thereЂ™s this twenty-foot blank page
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| You gotta filldarling
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| Or you think your life has no meaning
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| I can not escape the constant equipoise
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| In between the mischief and control
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| Swinging from the pendulum of desires
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| In between the mischief and control
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| Excuses piling up like junkyards
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| We never want to sort through
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| Efficiently we hide our needs
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| And all along a voice is calling out pleaseplease
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| Ђ™cause IЂ™m so hungry and IЂ™m so tired
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| I feel so lonelyI feel so wired
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| I need my angel… where is my angel |