| The sounds of yesterday still echo in my head
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| Distant conflicts unresolved
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| We were young once
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| And in love
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| Nothing was more real
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| More real to feel
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| Fools for lovers
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| Children are
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| In petty circumstance
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| Like razors seen
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| More clearly now
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| Watching from the outside
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| Looking down
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| I feel so helpless
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| I see angels trapped beneath the ice
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| And strangers in my bed at night
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| Cloudy skies to cover up
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| The feelings buried in the dark
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| Helen, I think you understand
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| The night is silent in your hands
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| I give it everything I have
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| And when its gone
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| There’s nothing left but me
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| Sadness whispers her condolences
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| For the greatest tragedy of all is love lost
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| But the greatest virtue belongs to those
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| Who will give everything
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| To love again
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| It is a test
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| I don’t think its fair to blame each other
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| For the happiness we sought but didn’t find
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| Gibran’s words, I heard in angel’s eyes
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| Too young to understand
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| But I pause as we grow between the lines
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| And if the walls of our communion fall to nothingness
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| How wrong the dreamers would be
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| But I won’t accept it
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| I won’t give up
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| World be damned
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| For love is hard
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| And this time
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| This time
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| I’m not running away
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| I see angels trapped beneath the ice
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| And strangers in my bed at night
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| Cloudy skies to cover up
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| The feelings buried in the dark
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| Helen, I think you understand
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| The night is silent in your hands
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| I give it everything I have
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| And when its gone
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| There’s nothing left
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| I see angels trapped beneath the ice
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| And strangers in my bed at night
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| Cloudy skies to cover up
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| The feelings buried in the dark
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| Helen, I think you understand
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| The night is silent in your hands
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| I give it everything I have
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| And when its gone
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| There’s nothing left but me
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| There is always hope
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| And the strongest and the bravest
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| Will always keep it close to them
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| For if you surrender hope
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| Then love was right to leave you
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| I see angels trapped beneath the ice
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| And strangers in my bed at night
|
| Cloudy skies to cover up
|
| The feelings buried in the dark
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| Helen, I think you understand
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| The night is silent in your hands
|
| I give it everything I have
|
| And when its gone
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| There’s nothing left
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| I see angels trapped beneath the ice
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| And strangers in my bed at night
|
| Cloudy skies to cover up
|
| The feelings buried in the dark
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| Helen, I think you understand
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| The night is silent in your hands
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| I give it everything I have
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| And when its gone
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| There’s nothing left but me |