We all know that feeling
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When phantoms and shadows make reality dreary
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But don't let them conquer you
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Don't let them shatter you
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Some say when you disappear, there's a golden cathedral there
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And all the choir children sing your name
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And they glue you back together again
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We all know that feeling
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When someone gets you wrong
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And they don't know you from Adam
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We've all judged and been judged on
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Some will lend a hand and your world falls off their table
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And your body gives in
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But don't let them conquer you
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Don't let them shatter you
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Some say when you disappear, there's a golden cathedral there
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And all the choir children sing your name
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And they glue you back together again
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So don't let them conquer you
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Don't let them shatter you
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Don't let them conquer you
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Don't let them shatter you
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Some say when you disappear, there's a golden cathedral there
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And all the choir children sing your name.
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Golden Cathedrals
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Matt Costa |