They say You live in hospitals and trenches
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And towers in the sky
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And I'm not dying or fighting any wars
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Except on the inside
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The only thing I need is a void that You can fill
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And I jump ship and run even further in Your will
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And I am looking for the well that won't run dry
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The rest that weary thoughts cannot deny
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When You wrap Your arms around me
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I can walk away or face the emptiest day
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The words I find impossible to mention
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Are written on a star
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They say that I can find You in a flower
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But I need You in the car
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The optimism of my youth is dead and gone
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But I'll save these speculations for another time and song
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And life is only perceived through chemicals and emotion
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But love, love is the island that overgrows the ocean
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The Emptiest Day
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| Caedmon's Call |
