Her back is turned against the crowd
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wondering if her thoughts are allowed
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she speaks in prayer and doesn't care
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that all her concerns drift like air
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i reach to her as she falls in shame
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for in all her faith she can't sustain
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so she looks at me with that hope in her eyes
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and wonders if god can hear her cries.
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Take me back to the time when I was younger
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Take me back to the time when I was stronger
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Take me back to a time when I could feel
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Take me back to the world I could believe in.
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an old man steps out upon a ledge
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his sanity gone far beyond the edge
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he speaks of a heaven far away in the sky
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beyond what imagination could devise
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though he wanted to feel, he wasted every year
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chasing demons and angels and blinded by tears
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so he looks at me with that hope in his eyes
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and wonders if god can hear his lies.
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Take me back to the time when I was younger
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Take me back to the time when I was stronger
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Take me back to a time I could feel
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Take me back to the world I could believe in.
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Take Me Back
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Moonlight Awakening |