All I see inside
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is a longing for something that's outside
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This understanding of
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The sun breaking open and it shines over me, shines over me
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I can see order in the way
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That the oceans rise and roll out again
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I can see order in the way
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That the flowers die to bloom again
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And I know that there is something
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out there watching everything
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I know there's something out there
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Even if I can't see
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I know that there is someone out there
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watching over me
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I know there's someone out there
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Even if I can't see
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Silence in this night
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A million ballads to something far from sight
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With an unspoken name
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And in my reflection, image from some other time, some other time
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I can see order in the way
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That the oceans rise and roll out again
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I can see order in the way
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That the flowers die to bloom again
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And I know that there is something
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out there watching everything
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I know there's something out there
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Even if I can't see
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I know that there is someone out there
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watching over me
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I know there's someone out there
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Even if I can't see
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Even though I can't see
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The fingerprints are everywhere
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I can see order in the way
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That the oceans rise and roll out again
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I can see order in the way
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That the flowers die to bloom again
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And I know that there is something
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out there watching everything
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I know there's something out there
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Even if I can't see
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I know that there is someone out there
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watching over me
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I know there's someone out there
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Even if I can't see
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Someone
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| Disciple |
