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Lost in these times |
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Its hard to make up our minds |
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This is the reason |
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We're convicted for our crimes |
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So we wait |
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Scars on our face |
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They show the importance |
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Of finding a way to leave this place |
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But then we're left with |
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Nothing substantial to hold |
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And I'm afraid that |
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Our stories will never be told |
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Some people carry on |
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Some just stay right where they are |
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(Our worlds divide the sight) |
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I'd rather move along |
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Knowledge is not very far |
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(Our worlds divide the sight) |
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When innocence dies |
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It tends to shake up your life |
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Let it consume you |
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And then leave it all behind |
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I need escape |
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From the choices we made |
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And the feelings of longing |
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That are standing in our way |
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But then we're left with |
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Nothing substantial to hold |
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And I'm afraid that |
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Our stories will never be told! |
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Some people carry on |
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Some just stay right where they are |
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(Our worlds divide the sight) |
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I'd rather move along |
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Knowledge is not very far |
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(Our worlds divide the sight) |
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Some people carry on |
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Some just stay right where they are |
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(Our worlds divide the sight) |
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I'd rather move along |
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Knowledge is not very far |
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Our worlds divide the sight |
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Don't give up on hope |
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Don't give up on hope! |
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Don't give because it's hope that binds us |
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Pain that guides us |
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Who do we trust when those things remind us? |
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It's hope that guides us |
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Pain that binds us |
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Who do we trust when they're not behind us? |
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Some people carry on |
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Some just stay right where they are |
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(Our worlds divide the sight) |
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I'd rather move along |
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Knowledge is not very far |
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(Our world provides the sight) |
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Now you are just where you belong |
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Take all this hope, |
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It makes you strong! |
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Now you are right where you belong. |