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So many questions, |
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Go on unanswered |
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So many times, |
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There are things we leave undone |
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What is the prize, |
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Ones before us have payed |
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For the steps that they have made |
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Oh, will they breathe again? |
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(Oh, will they breathe again?) |
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Or will they die again? |
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Yeah |
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All I, |
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All I ever wanted, |
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Was a dream to believe in |
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We lie, |
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Every single moment |
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When my, |
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When my dreams come true |
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Maybe in the answers, |
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Of those same questions |
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Were right in front of us all along |
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Written in riddles, |
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Timeless prayers, |
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Hidden in lines of timeless songs |
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Oh will they breathe again? |
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Through our passion |
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Or will they die again? |
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Yeah |
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All I, |
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All I ever wanted, |
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Was a dream to believe in |
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We lie, |
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Every single moment |
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When my, |
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When my dreams come true |
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All I, |
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All I ever wanted, |
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Was a dream to believe in |
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We lie, |
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Every single moment |
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When my, |
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When my dreams come true |
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All I, |
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All I ever wanted, |
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Was a dream to believe in |
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We lie, |
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Every single moment |
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When my, |
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When my, |
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When my dreams come true |
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Yeah |
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Yeah |
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Yeah |
