| Take my fingers, and take my hands
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| Save me from myself, selfish distractions
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| Board the windows, and lock all doors
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| Save me from my flaws, misguided solutions
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| I’m always walking on the easiest path
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| And I know, that road, it leads to nothing
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| Aligned my footsteps and led me to the route
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| That you’ve laid, for me, ready and waiting
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| Why have I turned my back so many times on clear direction?
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| Why have I listened to the whispers that are from the dark?
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| Take my fingers, and take my hands
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| Save me from myself, selfish distractions
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| Board the windows, and lock all doors
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| Save me from my flaws, misguided solutions
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| It never seems to matter how many times
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| That I fail on my own, convinced that I’m stronger
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| Your gentle hand is reaching, leading me safely away
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| From the dark, the fiction in my mind
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| And once again
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| I realize that I’m short of the goal
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| I’ve wandered so far from where I should be
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| I’ve lead myself astray for what?
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| For comfort?
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| There is no comfort here…
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| Carry me home
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| Carry me home
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| There was never any comfort here
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| Take my fingers, and take my hands
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| Save me from myself, selfish distractions
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| Board the windows, and lock all doors
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| Save me from my flaws, misguided solutions |