| This life feels hollow and mostly borrowed
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| The voices are screaming, but where is the meaning?
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| Noisy crescendos behind closed windows
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| The floor is a ceiling, I can’t find the feeling
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| Oh, tell me, love, tell me
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| Am I dreaming, and where is the meaning?
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| Oh, tell me, love
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| Let it happen, let it happen
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| Tomorrow knows what tomorrow knows
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| You can’t make it get here sooner
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| Let it happen, let it happen
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| I don’t hold what the future holds
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| But I know You’re my future
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| The fever is breaking, my body is aching
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| What’s worth defending if everything’s ending?
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| The current is endless, the river relentless
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| Love, tell me, love
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| Oh, am I dreaming, and what is the meaning?
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| Love, tell me, love, tell me
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| Let it happen, let it happen
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| Tomorrow knows what tomorrow knows
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| You can’t make it get here sooner
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| Let it happen, let it happen
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| I don’t hold what the future holds
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| But I know You hold my future
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| Let it happen, let it happen
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| Tomorrow knows what tomorrow knows
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| You can’t make it get here sooner
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| Let it happen, let it happen
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| I don’t hold what the future holds
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| But I know You’re my future |