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Denial surrounds a naive boy, as he plays in the field. |
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Precious time escapes him, ignorant to what is real. |
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There's a thief in the shadows waiting to breed. |
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To take away what is his, to take from him what he needs. |
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"Now my son, be strong (along the path of life)." In his flesh these words have carried on. |
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She worries for him, to keep him calm. Her love runs through forever on, forever true. |
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He fights the truth he has within. |
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Refuses to let the sea of reason in. |
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A father grows numb, his weakness he dare not show. |
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A child robbed of love, too young to know. |
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The chasm grows too wide as they struggle to save a precious life for another day. |
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She sat through nights, and held him tight, thankful for the years. |
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Knowing the end was in sight accepting what she'd feared. |
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"Now my son, be strong (along the path of life)." In his flesh these words have carried on. |
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She worries for him, to keep him calm. Her love runs through forever on, forever true. |
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As time runs out, everything he never said, every chance he never took, plays over in his head. |
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And he screamed at the sky! |
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The body of a woman that he still loves, lays lifeless before his eyes. |
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A hollow vessel at rest, opens up to the skies. |
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Does death give way to peace, or just oblivion? |
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Another life cut short. Another victim of the villain. |
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My heart has struggled to comprehend how I'll stick through 'til the end, |
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But even the deepest sorrow will lose it's scalpel edge. |