Same place, different time, same chase
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A different line
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A chance to heal, to allow what's real
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To take its course
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Like a brush in hand, to paint a picture
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Of what we would like to see
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And love to be
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The vision is clear, taking charge of fear
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For granted I do not take the future
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To be changed by triumph
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Tears and pain of the past
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I gain wisdom
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The fragile art of existence
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Is kept alive by sheer persistence
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The fragile art of existence
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No time for self-pity
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No time for dwelling on what should have been
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But is yet to be
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Take the plunge, take the chance
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Safe in the heart and soul from elements
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Spawned by those void of no self-worth
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And no sense of dreams
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The Fragile Art Of Existence
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Control Denied |