This is not the end of us...
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And all this time
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the angels will find themselves between the living and the dead.
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And during this time
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We will look back and find your words still echo in our minds...
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In our separate places
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A wind of bad news spreads.
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Like a disease
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It consumes me.
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Take this message
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And know that in
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Any given moment
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All can be lost...
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All can be lost...
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This can't be happening...
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This can't be the end...
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This is the end.
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Take this message and know that in
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Any given moment we'll be lost within.
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Brothers, this night has brought a tragedy,
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Hold this in your thoughts
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And raise our brothers up;
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This is not the end but a moment
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For growth and reflection.
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We saw you standing and couldn't leave...
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Brothers we've become until the end of time
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For
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Tragedy in the night
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Stills this heartbeat...
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feeling the effects of your destiny.
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On to better things departing in the night,
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Spread out your wings,
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Take your last flight.
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We wish you were here,
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It's so hard to accept
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The hugs and tears of fear
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when your body's all that's left.
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Your spirit is at peace;
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Now you are at rest.
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We'll think of you
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When we confront
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Whatever happens next...
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We won't forget,
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We always will miss you.
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Will move on,
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We always will miss you.
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We will have hope,
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We always will miss you.
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And in our hearts,
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We will honor you...
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This wind spreads like a disease...
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This wind of bad news spreads like a disease;
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No it can't be true...
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We saw you standing and we could not believe the family we'd become.
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And as brothers we stand gathered among these leaves.
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This moment in space and time won't soon be forgotten,
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No we won't be broken... No we will not...
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Until the end of time
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A Distant Brother
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| A Girl A Gun A Ghost |
