[Verse 1]
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There's anger far behind the things
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That surface on your mind
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And bring your spirits down
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Because of all that comes before the rise and fall
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It's easier to hold your ground
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Your steady ground
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Discovering that over time
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All the could-of-been's
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They blow your mind and speak to you
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And the voice you hear will stay with you
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Beneath the things you say and do
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So, let it out
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Let it out
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[Chorus]
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And they're waiting
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For something to change into something worth waiting for
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And they're waiting for something to change into something
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Worth waiting for
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[Verse 2]
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There's anger far behind the things
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That surface one your mind
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And bring your spirits down, down, down, down, down, down
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Because of all that comes before the rise and fall
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Just hold your ground
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And let it out
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Somewhere off in the distance,
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On the other side of your resistance
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Lies, a peacefull existence
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It waits
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What a difference it makes
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Without boundaries, no limits, no maximum reach
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No guidelines to follow
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One promise to each his own
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Individual
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A self-destination
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A wide-open journey
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on a path to
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Creation
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Your life
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Is happening now
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[Outro]
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And they're waiting
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And they're waiting
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And they're waiting
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And they're waiting
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Waiting
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| Michael Tolcher |
