I have found a sorrow
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when i feel alone
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i need to follow
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in the distance i hear the pulse
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even with the lights gone out i know
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the rhythm that our hearts pound out rolls on
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its bounding through the streets scattering the cold
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the marching band, rolls on
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we'll lead with the heart and let our heads follow
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we'll leave all the plans to work themselves alone
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i'm hearing the ways that i have left to go
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oh you know its the sound that arrests my soul
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the rhythm that our hearts pound out rolls on
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its marching through the streets scattering the cold
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The Streets
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| Avalanche City |
