Just when we think
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There is a chance...
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There is never quite enough time left
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To prove our beliefs,
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To prove we are strong.
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We just need some sleep.
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We just need some time to clear our crowded minds.
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But the curse of opinions and their views
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Are promising defeat,
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Replacing love with doubt and helplessness.
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We just need some sleep.
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We just need some time (to catch our breath)
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The fear that we feel In our troubled hearts...
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Is told to be what will make us last.
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We'll prove that we are strong,
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Though our lines are bleeding through.
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We are becoming whole, slowly now.
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We just need some sleep
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To dream away these fears.
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We just need some time
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To clear our crowded minds.
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Slowly, Now
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| Sleeping At Last |
