| Blind
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| Searching the dark
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| Stand, pray and leap
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| Watch
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| Not with your eyes
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| The creatures of the deep
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| Sail
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| The waters are black
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| Don’t rock the boat
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| Cry
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| The unseen away
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| 'Til it breaks your throat
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| Inside
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| A dream is where we find each other
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| I’ll follow the scent of your need
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| There
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| A crack in the sky
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| Whiteness ablaze
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| God
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| Of thunder, he rides
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| To impale us with his gaze
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| Inside
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| The storm are the hounds of the father
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| They will find your scent if you bleed
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| The children of love torn asunder
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| Heavens ring, the seas cry
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| There are things trying to pull us under
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| Just find your wings and fly
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| Fly to me, I’m your faithful defender
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| Heavens ring, the seas cry
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| My wounds are yours to tender
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| Just find your wings and fly
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| Fly to me Inside
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| The soft flame of our desire
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| I’ll follow the some to your fire
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| The children of love torn asunder
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| Heavens ring, the seas cry
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| There are things trying to pull us under
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| Just find your wings and fly
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| Fly to me, I’m your faithful defender
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| Heavens ring, the seas cry
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| My wounds are yours to tender
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| Just find your wings and fly
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| The children of love torn asunder
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| Heavens ring, the seas cry
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| There are things trying to pull you under
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| Just find your wings and fly
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| Fly to me, I’m your faithful defender
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| Heavens ring, the seas cry
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| My wounds are yours to tender
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| Just find your wings and fly |