| To hit the mark, to bring the rain
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| To take a climb, the path to fame
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| I sat dreaming alone, then it came out of nowhere
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| An all too familiar voice with a false face
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| The voice of the jealous
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| It’s less than encouraging, the walls have been closing in
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| Though in droves the masses came, years from now they’ll say:
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| From the way out, from the way out
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| Fools rushing over the hills
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| There to watch him fall, there to watch him fall
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| From the way out, from the way out
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| Fools rushing over the hills
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| There to watch him fall, there to watch him fall
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| …And there amidst a sleepless night it came to me
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| Endurance, endurance, it came to me
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| And now nothing can stop me or keep me in line
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| Get out of the way as I take to the sky
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| It’s hard to discern all the motives I see
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| One thing’s for sure
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| When the crowds have dispersed and forgotten me
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| And forgotten their dreams, I’ll still be all that I am
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| I am more than a clown for you
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| Hear me, and know it to be true
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| From the way out, from the way out
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| Fools rushing over the hills
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| There to watch him fall, there to watch him fall
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| From the way out, from the way out
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| Fools rushing over the hills
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| There to watch him fall, there to watch him fall |