[Words: Dennis Cornelius]
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Turning my back to the breeze
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I lift my feet off the ground and I soar
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With no apparent reason
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I am looking for direction
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For something real
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In the distance on the horizon
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I see the cloud it draws near
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And all at once I'm surrounded
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By the fear of what can never be
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Why am I made to suffer
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In the darkness I search for you
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Groping through an eternal mist
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In the daylight I have no self-control
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Over wanderings in my head
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I found the room
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You're crying
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In the darkness we found a new
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Place with fear put aside
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In the daylight I remember
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Things I could not see at night
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...Yet So Far
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| Revelation |
