[Words: Jim Hunter]
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Something pure
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If left undisturbed
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But is it made of stone or sand?
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Can it last forever?
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If it falls away
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Will I even understand
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Things are said
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To open the cracks
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And begin the decay
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Misunderstandings shatter
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It to dust, gone, fallen away
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It's hard to see eye to eye
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When paths never cross
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There's nothing left to rebuild
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This love forever lost
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Fallen
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| Revelation |
