| I’ve tried to hold what I can
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| You should see these scars that are on my hands
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| Letting go is never easy to do
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| Everyday’s a new door that we all must go through
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| I’ve learned so much, you’re never gone, my friend
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| I know we’ll meet the same shining end
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| Forget the who, the what, the when, the where, the why
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| Did you love something with all of your might?
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| Sometimes it’s death that sets us free
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| To ask for more, well it feels obscene
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| But what we had we will always have
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| I’m not afraid because I know that it was pure
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| And stands forevermore
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| Forget the who, the what, the when, the where, the why
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| Deep down inside I know I tried
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| Did you love something with all of your might?
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| What’s done is done the night takes everyone
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| As the shadows fall over town
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| And the sun sinks in the sea
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| All the wonder of what will wait
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| Is a whirlwind in me
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| Is the grass under the moon
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| Still growing and green?
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| When the sky begins to fall
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| Will love stand by me?
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| Are our fathers forever still?
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| Will our mothers only weep?
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| Does the dream of yesterday
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| Come true from a prayer on our knees?
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| You told me to «give everything» and now you’re tired?
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| Then let’s get loud and go out with open fire
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| Or make it intimate, hold you close with piano wire
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| I’ll get so ugly that you’ll see the best of you that I’ve admired
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| As you lose your breath
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| (but the shadow still remains)
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| I fucking hate that it hurts
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| (but the shadow will remain)
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| I’ll shake these walls with your name
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| (but the shadow will remain)
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| Give you the loudest fucking echo
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| (but the shadow will remain)
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| Don’t grieve for your own end before you have finished it
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| I’m only heading to the ground
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| I’d rather feel rage than apathy
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| You know that it breaks me slowly
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| There’s endless promise in this
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| This being infinite
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| So take the twisted love for it with understanding
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| I’m not ready
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| This will only leave me losing more
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| When I follow it down
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| To a place where no one knows what we have done
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| Bleed out to feel |