| Standing by the fire. |
| We burned ourselves again
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| I take your hand and walk you through the rain
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| I know that you can see the world in color
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| Yet paint it your own way
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| The guiding hand of a child in need to play
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| And the road goes ever on
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| Stumbling in the water. |
| I barely see my feet
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| It won’t take long before we’re in too deep
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| The house of cards has crashed down like thunder
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| In a beautiful descent. |
| The grand finale of our accomplishments
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| Take me back so I can see
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| ‘Cause I find it so hard to believe
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| We were ready, we were ready
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| Now the road goes ever on
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| Showing what we have become
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| And slowly we will come undone
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| Like wanderers in the desert sun
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| And the road goes ever on
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| Where there’s smoke there’s fire, it shouldn’t be hard to see
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| That the smoking gun was always you and me
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| Now there is a shadow in the distance looming our way
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| The phantom of the debt we never paid
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| Take me back so I can see
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| ‘Cause I find it so hard to believe
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| We were ready, we were ready
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| Now the road goes ever on
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| Showing what we have become
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| And slowly we will come undone
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| Like wanderers in the desert sun
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| And the road goes ever on
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| Where there’s smoke there’s fire
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| It shouldn’t be hard to see
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| The smoking gun was always you and me
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| I’ll learn to change my mind, I’ll adapt if we would try
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| But the sun has burned out
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| I stumble in the dark reaching for the sun
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| And a life that’s just begun
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| For you and for me
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| Take me back so I can see
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| Was it always meant to be
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| The finale draws near
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| And the road becomes clear
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| The future’s gone but the road it goes forever on |