| Seems like I can’t put a dent in this
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| I stand on the edge of the abyss
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| when hope in the dark seems foolish
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| how we ever gonna make it through this?
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| I got one spark in the dimness
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| one fuze lit — it feels useless
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| I’m lost on my own I can’t do this
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| with just five loaves and just two fish
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| I got my microphone and my music
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| this voice I own — I’m gonna use it
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| one note at a time in a firefight
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| pushing back on the shadow in the twilight
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| and the movement’s unstoppable
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| if you got your soul I got rock and roll
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| when they’re bought and sold
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| we don’t stop or fold
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| wake up blue fire from the days of old
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| I want to live for something
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| bigger than me
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| stronger than fear
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| brighter than apathy
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| Trade in your caution in for courage
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| give me action — not your words
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| one spark catches a fire
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| one voice becomes a choir
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| we are tile — you and I
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| we’re fragile but we don’t break
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| when we come together we’re mosaic
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| and we brave the weather and the cold rain
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| thoughts and prayers are nice but they won’t suffice
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| give me bravery — give me sacrifice
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| i’m not looking for your pity — I want your life
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| I’m looking for the city of radiant light
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| on the hill that we’re descending on
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| it’s your will that they’re depending on
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| your voice — your youth — your time — your art
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| your song — your life — your rhyme — your heart
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| what will you spend it on?
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| what will we spend it on?
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| and when we’re gone
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| in ages to come the sages will write
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| so raged the bearers of the light
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| so waged the few with all their might
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| against the terrors of the night
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| with no site in view / from the depths to the heights
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| I want to live for something
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| bigger than me
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| stronger than fear
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| brighter than apathy
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| with all my rivers running out of the deep
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| through the frontier
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| into the glassy sea
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| wake up my soul — my soul |