Every road before us
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Leads to eternity
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Has a certain meaning
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Carries a unique possibility
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Whenever I'm about to choose
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I know that I'll forever lose
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The lives
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I have to leave behind
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We make our choices and we learn
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There's no excuse there's no return
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I'm so alone
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with paths unknown
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Somtimes I have no clue what to do
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But later in I realize that my feelings were true
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The truth to find was hiding in my mind
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I could be a swallow
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Flying over land and sea
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Nobody to follow
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I'd listen to my heart completely free
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But I never found my feeling wings
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I spend my time on earthly things
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Am I bound to my eternal walk?
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every time we make a choice
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We're guided by an inner voice
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It's so sincere
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But hard to hear
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When my hesitance and doubts interfere
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Somtimes I think that happiness is living on the
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ground
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My urge to fly
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May be another fear
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A challenge is exciting
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On my way a mountain lies
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Tempting and inviting
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Reaching for the sky
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A desirable prize
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I struggle hard and do my best
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Finally I reach the crest
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Wat I see
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Is hard to realize
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The new perspectives are sublime
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With mountains everwhere to climb
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Big or small
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I want them all
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It gives me pain wen I have to refrain
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Before I can move I must take a stand and prefer
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I will Know
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Where I have to go
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When I define which mountain is mine
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The venture of living is taking and giving
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And dare to let go
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the Venture of living
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| The Real Group |
