| I am closer to believing
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| Than I ever was before
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| On the crest of this elation
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| Must I crash upon the shore
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| And with the driftwood of acquaintance
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| Light the fire to love once more
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| I am wind blown… I am times
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| To be closer to believing
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| To be just a breath away
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| On the death of inspiration
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| I would buy back yesterday
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| But there’s no crueller illusion
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| There’s no sharper coin to pay
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| As I reach out… It slips away
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| From the opium of custom
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| To the ledges of extremes
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| Don’t believe it till you’ve held it
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| Life is seldom what it seems
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| But lay your heart upon the table
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| And in the shuffling of dreams
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| Remember who on earth you are
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| I need me
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| You need you
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| We want us
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| But of course you know I love you
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| Or what else am I here for
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| Only you not face to face
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| But side by side for evermore
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| And I need to be here with you
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| For without you what am I
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| Just another fool out searching
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| For some heaven in the sky
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| Take me closer to believing
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| Take me forward lead me on
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| Through collision and confusion
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| While there’s life beneath the sun
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| You are the reason I continue
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| So near for so long
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| So close yet so far away
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| I need me
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| You need you
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| We want us to live forever
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| So don’t let the curtain fall
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| Measure after measure
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| Of writing on the wall
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| That burns so brightly
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| It blinds us all
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| I need me
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| You need you
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| We want us to be together
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| On Sundays in the rain
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| Closer than forever
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| Against or with the grain
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| To ride the storms of love again
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| So be closer to believing
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| Though your world is torn apart
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| For a moment changes all things
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| And to end is but to start
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| And if your journey’s unrewarded
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| May your God lift up your heart
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| You are windblown
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| But you are mine |