[Music & lyrics - P. Craddick]
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I am weighed down by this pain
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I am blackened by this stain
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But I can't complain
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We have to choose and deal with the rest
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I must meet this challenge
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I must pass this test
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Have to work with what I've got
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Have to walk before I run
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No point in always looking back
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The past can't be undone
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And I have this cross to bear
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Can't pretend it isn't there
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Trust, once broken, so difficult to repair
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Trust me, though
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To try and make it there
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Life is truth and dare
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We have to choose and deal with the rest
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In this labyrinth of options
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This pitfall ridden quest
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Have to work with what I've got
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Have to walk before I run
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No point in always looking back
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The past can't be undone
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And I have this cross to bear
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Can't pretend it isn't there
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The nails are driven in
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But not all the way
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There's no tragic necessity
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Tomorrow can be a better day
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So here I sit, alone
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Peruse my thoughts, survey my heart
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And work to reconstruct
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This whole that's splintered into parts
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Life is a dare
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We have to choose and deal with the rest
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I must meet this challenge
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I must pass this test
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Have to work with what I've got
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Have to walk before I run
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No point in always looking back
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The past can't be undone
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And I have this cross to bear
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Can't pretend it isn't there:
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Yet this pain behind your stare
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Shows the depth of how much you care
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The Cross
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