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There's a reason for my teachings |
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Even though I can't explain. |
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More than a dream that you are reaching. |
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More than a laugh |
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That shadows all the pain. |
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A special meaning in the thorn of dreams. |
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In the garden |
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Where a thought can blind me. |
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I am lost here where it never gleams. |
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Where I found that I scream so blindly. |
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Until I rise up! Fall down! |
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Is this the reason |
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That I can't feel the ground? |
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Am I waiting for my tomorrow |
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Or should I say goodbye? |
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Am I walking with a purpose? |
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Because I feel the same |
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And as I wait for my dreams to surface |
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As I wait I'm drowning in the rain. |
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Just when I thought that it was over |
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I lost my grip and I hit the wall. |
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A simple dream that I tripped over. |
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Now I have to wake up to my fall. |
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Until I rise up! Fall down! |
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Is this the reason |
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That I can't feel the ground? |
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Am I waiting for my tomorrow |
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Or should I say goodbye? |
