| You say I’m made in wanton disarray
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| You tell me I’m awake when I’m not
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| I am lost for words
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| And as I wait for the morsels
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| Drifting down from your finest golden plate
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| I am lost, I am lost for words
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| There is a world it’s
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| Growing out of the shadows
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| Don’t be lost, don’t be lost for words
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| I didn’t ask you to save me, to change me
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| Beguile me or in time to betray me
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| For all of the things you’ve learned
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| Show me the one who gave you the truth
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| I’ll show you a man, just a man standing before you
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| Are they the words that are helping to raise your heart again
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| Or is it the love that you needed was always so much nearer than before
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| We were blinded by the truth
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| In different times, the lost and hopeful mind
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| Found meaning in the skies and sanction down below
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| But now the world is changing
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| The lights are always on, the lights are always on
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| There is a world it’s growing out of the shadows
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| Don’t be lost, don’t be lost for words
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| I didn’t ask you to save me, to change me
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| Beguile me or in time to betray me
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| For all of the things you’ve learned
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| Show me the one who gave you the truth
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| I’ll show you a man, just a man standing before you
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| Are they the words that are helping to raise your heart again
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| Or is it the love that you needed was always so much nearer than before
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| We were blinded by the truth
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| I will not raise you with words
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| Vain glory displays are the blight of our age
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| For I must raise you with love
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| And help you to dream the meaning of your life
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| Show me the one who gave you the truth
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| I’ll show you a man, just a man standing before you
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| Are they the words that are helping to raise your heart again
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| Or is it the love that you needed was always so much nearer than before
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| We were blinded by the truth |