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The Path
Souls they float like the memories I've opened
Go and kiss all the butterflies I've broken
Sow their wings to the coat of my misfortune
Grow to reach the plains I have only spoken
I'm walking on a river
I'm handing out the bread to my father's son
I'm looking at this lonely land
And I'm standing in the eye of a hurricane
Waterfalls upon my hair
Wash away all the tangles in my head
I look inside the pool
It's my reflection
Now I've reached a higher place.
I'm walking on a river
I'm handing out the bread to my father's son
I'm looking at this lonely land
And I'm standing in the eye of a hurricane
I'm tearin' down a temple
Be alright, gonna build me another one
Won't see me getting tired
I'd break my back just to be inside again
Be inside again...
Be inside again...
Be inside again...
Well I've had years and years of doubt
Now it's gone.
And I've had years and years of doubt
Now it's gone.
And I've had years and years of doubt
And now it's gone.
And I've had years and years of doubt
Now it's gone.
And I've had years and years of doubt
Now it's gone.
And I've had years and years of doubt
Now it's gone...
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Now it's gone...
And I've had years and years of doubt
Now it's gone.
And I've had years and years of doubt
Now it's gone.
And I've had years and years of doubt
And now it's gone.
And I've had years and years of doubt
Now it's gone.
And I've had years and years of doubt
Now it's gone.
Well I've had years and years of doubt
Be inside again...
Be inside again...
Be inside again...
I'd break my back just to be inside again
Won't see me getting tired
Be alright, gonna build me another one
I'm tearin' down a temple
And I'm standing in the eye of a hurricane
I'm looking at this lonely land
I'm handing out the bread to my father's son
I'm walking on a river
Now I've reached a higher place.
It's my reflection
I look inside the pool
Wash away all the tangles in my head
Waterfalls upon my hair
And I'm standing in the eye of a hurricane
I'm looking at this lonely land
I'm handing out the bread to my father's son
I'm walking on a river
Grow to reach the plains I have only spoken
Sow their wings to the coat of my misfortune
Go and kiss all the butterflies I've broken
Souls they float like the memories I've opened
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