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She was alone in a bathroom |
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Eyes fixed like a statue |
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Wrists soar and her face bruised |
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She just waiting for more bad news |
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Now she's white like a full moon |
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As she can't bear what the test proves |
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At a crossroads, need a rescue |
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Cuz what she gonna do |
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Hold on |
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She's waiting between worlds |
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Wish she could tell 'em hold on |
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I'm waiting between worlds |
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He was looking at a pale sun rise |
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Thinking back on the time gone by |
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How he loved and he laughed and he cried |
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How it all was a blink of an eye |
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Now he's looking at the shake in his hand |
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Thinking how much more of life can he stand |
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And how many years can he cram |
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Before his fate gives way and he's ash in the sand |
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And is it the last stop on the road |
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Or the next step in a path grand and unknown |
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A milestone formed from the fruits of his ways |
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Okay in what comes with the end of his days |
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But the sun's rays shine on a face so divine |
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"An angel of mine" goes the phrase in his mind |
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Wise to the signs, knowing soon is the time |
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But he isn't ready to say goodbye |
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Hold on |
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He's waiting between worlds |
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Wish he could tell 'em hold on |
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I'm waiting between worlds |
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4 AM when she woke to the sound |
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Walked to the door in her bedtime gown |
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Policeman said that her son's been found |
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He was shot in the head near a club downtown |
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And the terror in her heart was profound |
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Her legs broke down, she collapsed to the ground |
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As the walls were spinning all around |
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He said "ma'am please you need to come right now" |
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So she's sitting down dazed in a cop car |
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Swerving through lanes in a maze where the crazed are |
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And locked in a haze from the shock |
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Thoughts frayed as they stop with here stomach in knots |
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"Lord please end the nightmare" |
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Are the words in her mind as they raced inside |
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"Lord please end the nightmare" |
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In the hospital ward in the eye of the storm |
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"Miss, I regret to say |
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There's not much hope I can give today |
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The assault took much of his brain away |
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We've done all we can but his state is grave |
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Best case here is he'll live on machines |
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With a vegetable quality of life foreseen |
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Or instead we can pull out the feed |
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Let him live his last moments and he'll pass in a dream" |
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Hold on |
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We're waiting between worlds |
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Wish she could tell 'em hold on |
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We're waiting between worlds |
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Waiting between worlds that divide through a choice undefined |
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A break in the line where all paths intertwine |
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And no roads lead or progress behind |
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And all signs read: "Know The Way. Decide." |
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They say all things never truly die |
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But change in existence and switch design |
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Like a drain to an ocean in which we're blind |
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We remain set in motion from worlds combined |
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So if I had one thought that would last and hold |
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Amass and fold over as it fastly grows |
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And fuse into life like a fabric sewn |
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Clasp the vast field whence existence flows |
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I'd say settle down, of your grief let go |
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This world's nothing more than a magic show |
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Though tragic at times and encased in woe |
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It all works out, of this truth I know |
