| I am in the air now, I am in your lungs
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| I am written, I am spoken by a million flaming tongues
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| I’m the lens through which you see
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| I’m the process, I am the key
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| I am synapses firing bullets from a gun
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| I’m the world’s mystique, I am the words you speak
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| I am language, I am hidden memories that you seek
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| I am the sun before you see me rise
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| I burn still when you close your eyes
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| I am the soul that never dies when flesh is weak
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| I am inside of you, in spite of you
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| With strength and sacred grace
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| But for all you do, I’ll carry you
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| From this bitter place
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| I am in your future, I am in your past
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| I’m the echo of your footsteps, I’m your shadow cast
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| I’m the heat you radiate
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| I am the fury and the fate
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| I am each beat within your heart, from first to last
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| I’m your action without thought
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| I am the instinct born inside you
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| I’m the bones from which you drape
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| I am protective skin to hide you
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| I’m the pull that the earth exerts
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| I am the rain that stings and the snow that blinds
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| I’m the architecture of your world and mind
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| I am inside of you, in spite of you
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| With strength and sacred grace
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| But for all you do, I’ll carry you
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| From this bitter place
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| I am the dawn of ages, I am the days seen through
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| I’m final entropy, I am inside of you
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| I am the clouds that cover your way into the blue
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| I kiss with life to give, all this in spite of you |