In darkness we do what we can
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In daylight we're oblivion
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Our hearts so raw and clear
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Are turning away, turning away from here
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On the water we have walked
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Like the fearless child
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What was fastened we've unlocked
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Revealing wondrous wild
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And in search of confirmation
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We have jumped into the fire
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And scrambled with our burning feet
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Through uncontrolled desire
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In darkness we do what we can
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In daylight we're oblivion
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Our hearts so raw and clear
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Are turning away, turning away from here
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There's a well upon the hill
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From our ancient past
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Where an age is standing
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Still holding strong and fast
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And there's those that try to tame it
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And to carve it into stone
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Ah but words cannot extinguish it
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However hard they're thrown
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In darkness we do what we can
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In daylight we're oblivion
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Our hearts so raw and clear
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Are turning away, turning away from here
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By Loch Etive they have worked
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With their highland dreams
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By Kilcrennan they have nourished
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In the mountain streams.
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And in searching for acceptance
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They had given it away
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Only the children of their children know
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The price they had to pay
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In darkness we do what we can
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In daylight we're oblivion
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Our hearts so raw and clear
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Are turning away, turning away from here
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Turning Away
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| Celtic Thunder |
