Oh,
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You were born with the sun
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And oh,
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You will die with the moon
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And everything you thought you had you lost
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But now you'd never lose what you don't have
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Prayers from above
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Never answered quite enough
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Now the only one you have is you
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With this cruel bitter heart
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You were cold and in love
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Left her naked in the sun
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Run scared from this cruel bitter world
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This has only begun
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As the bombs are bursting off
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Smoke arose
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On azimuth glares
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Bodies brewed
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In frigid winter air
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Where family's sons
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Are robbed beneath their feet
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And hearts conceded
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"Ab ovo" The angel sings
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"Ad astra"our eyes to the sea
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And we thought that we had
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A cause for suffering
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And reason enough to die alone
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Oh but,
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You,
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With this cruel bitter heart
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You were cold and in love
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Left her naked in the sun
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Run scared from this cruel bitter world
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This has only begun
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As the bombs are bursting off
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With our feet beneath us
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With our hands to the sky
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We extend our limbs
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Begging "Why, oh why?"
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Don't turn away
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Prayers from above
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Never answered quite enough
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Looking up
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Never offered you too much
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Now the only one you have is...
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What it Means to be Alone
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| The Dear Hunter |
