A million coming from a narrow aisle
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Squashing through the needle’s eye
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A million voices, a million dreams
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Fallen by the wayside
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A million crosses, depleting tribe
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Memories pave the pathway
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Untold numbers without a name
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For those who follow
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The smell of withered roses
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We’re running down these long cold roads
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When we’re in need of You You’re falling silent
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We’re heading for the crossroads waiting for a sign
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It seems God’s fallen silent
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We’re running down these long cold roads
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When we’re in need of You You’re falling silent
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We’re heading for the crossroads waiting for a sign
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It seems God’s fallen silent
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We keep on chasing our one true love
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And swear that it’s forever
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We give a little to get it all
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What You may slot together
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Amassing riches, amassing fame
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We breathe the dust of glory
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You learn to walk and to run your game
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And blind out finitude and…
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It’s a come and go
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We’re running down these long cold roads
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When we’re in need of You You’re falling silent
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We’re heading for the crossroads waiting for a sign
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It seems God’s fallen silent
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We’re never asking much
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But when we’re asking for the way
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You’re falling silent
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We’re standing at the crossroads
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Asking for the way to take
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God’s fallen silent
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You seize the day
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You better seize it hard
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No time to wait for answers
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To the questions never asked
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By the eternal dancer
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And as we’re drifting aimlessly
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We’re deafened by the brawl
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Don’t You speak or can’t I head You
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In the rushing of the falls
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We’re running down these long cold roads
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When we’re in need of You You’re falling silent
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We’re heading for the crossroads waiting for a sign
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It seems God’s fallen silent…
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We’re never asking much
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But when we’re asking for the way
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You’re falling silent
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We’re standing at the crossroads
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Asking for the way to take
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God’s fallen silent |