| Here at the edge of the world |
| I make my final escape |
| There's a small chance I'll make it out alive |
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| I've heard this tale before |
| I know just how it ends... |
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| Fire won't bend just cause you believe |
| And the higher you go, the less you can see |
| They say he rose like a bird, fell like a stone |
| Now the ocean's his grave and the sky stands alone |
| Flew too close to the sun |
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| I don't pray for mercy now |
| I never could kneel anyhow |
| If I fall, then let the silence sing |
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| With the sun in my eyes |
| The fall underneath |
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| Fire won't bend just cause you believe |
| And the higher you go, the less you can see |
| They say he rose like a bird, fell like a stone |
| Now the ocean's his grave, the sky stands alone |
| Flew too close to the sun |
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| If flying means falling then so be the cost |
| At least in the rise I found what I lost |
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| Fire won't bend just cause you believe |
| And the higher you go, the less you can see |
| They say he rose like a bird, fell like a stone |
| Now the ocean's his grave, the sky stands alone |
| Flew too close to the sun |
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