[00:16.39]It's ours.
[00:29.49]Songs lose their meaning.
[00:32.99]Where we live doesn't feel the same when we ask and get no answer,
[00:36.72]so we question our right to peace.
[00:40.22]And I'm sleeping in strange towns hundreds of miles from a familiar coast.
[00:45.60]Landlocked and fed up.
[00:48.22]These open spaces feel like sets of chains.
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[00:57.22]I know what it's like for hopelessness to feel the same.
[01:06.69]Every miscommunication.
[01:07.13]Every choice that we question.
[01:16.20]Every tainted memory.
[01:19.13]It's our, it's our validation.
[01:24.87]
[01:27.53]I'll find joy in suffering.
[01:32.45]My weaknesses have come to set me free.
[01:44.04]
[01:47.82]Set me free. Peace comes to those who cannot reach it.
[02:05.28]Rest comes to those who cannot see it.
[02:21.79]
[02:30.53]It's ours.