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The light of day is fading |
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To bid the darkness in |
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When empty smiles can never hide the hollowness within |
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My thoughts race by like the scene outside |
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Through the windows of the train |
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I could cover my eyes but never hide |
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From the promises I made |
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If I was a better man |
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Or a poor man or a king |
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Would I have the strength to start again |
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Walk the path that called to me |
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Somewhere out there waiting |
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Is a place where I'll know peace |
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Calling out and beckoning |
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Be I a poor man or a king |
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The station long departed |
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My fate entrusted to the rails |
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No certain destination |
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Except the life I'll hope to make |
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But were the choice presented |
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Couldn't relinquish or bequeath |
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The walls I built around the truth |
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I closely guard within |
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If I was a better man |
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Or a poor man or a king |
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Would I have the strength to start again |
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Walk the path that called to me |
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Somewhere out there waiting |
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Is a place where I'll know peace |
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Calling out and beckoning |
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Be I a poor man or a king |
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Give me your hand |
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Take your place here next to me |
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Let us walk this road together |
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No matter where it leads |
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Put aside your burdens |
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Put away your fears |
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Or I'll carry them as I'd carry you |
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Until the very end |
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Somewhere out there waiting |
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Is a place where we'd know peace |
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That calls to us |
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That beckons us |
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The place where we'd be free |
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Put aside your burdens |
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Put away your fears |
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I'd carry them as I'd carry you |
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'Till the very end |
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Put aside your burdens |
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Put away your fears |
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I'd carry them as I'd carry you |
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Until the very end |
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Somewhere out there waiting |
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Is a place where we'd know peace |
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Calling out and beckoning |
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A place where we'd be free |
