Set me aflame and cast me free.
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Away, you wretched world of tethers.
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Through the endless night and day
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I have never wanted more.
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I always thought that I would stand
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Before the faceless name of justice.
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Like some law unto myself,
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Like a child of God again.
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I always thought that I would stand
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Before the faceless name of justice.
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Like some law unto myself,
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Like a child of God again.
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And if rain brings winds of change
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Let it rain on us forever.
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I have no doubt from what I've seen
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That I have never wanted more.
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With this line I'll mark the past
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As a symbol of beginning.
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I have no doubt from what I've seen
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That I have never wanted more.
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In this picture stands a man,
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Far away, alone and distant.
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Like a solitary field
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In some nameless foreign land.
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All around him points of light
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Start to dim and cease transmitting.
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Shadows fell on futile games
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And then there was nothing more.
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Through the screams of falling steel.
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By the light of flares and wisdom.
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All the doubts I could not face.
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All this time I wanted more.
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With a line I'll mark the past
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As a symbol of beginning.
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To the gods whose names we've lost
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And the names who gave in vain.
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And if rain brings winds of change
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Let it rain on us forever.
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I have no doubt from what I've seen
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That I have never wanted more.
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With this line I'll mark the past
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As a symbol of beginning.
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I have no doubt from what I've seen
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That I have never wanted more.
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Set me aflame and cast me free.
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Away, you wretched world of tethers.
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Through the endless night and day
|
I have never wanted more.
|
I always thought that I would stand
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Before the faceless name of justice.
|
Like some law unto myself,
|
Like a child of God again.
|
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And if rain brings winds of change
|
Let it rain on us forever.
|
I have no doubt from what I've seen
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That I have never wanted more.
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With this line I'll mark the past
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As a symbol of beginning.
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I have no doubt from what I've seen
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That I have never wanted more.
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Sever the line to the guilty past,
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To the ones who brought us nothing
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Spoke of futures brave and proud
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And brought only hate and war.
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Lined the roads with hollow praise.
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Marked the land with paper statues.
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Shadows fell on their futile ways
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And then there was nothing more.
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Solitary (Signals Version)
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VNV Nation |