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Friday, December 25, 2009
call to arms.

There's a little black dark scar tire divide
This is it, can you hear me?
Have you ever felt a sad heart buried alive?
You can do almost anything
There's a little red bridge with the view of the sun
With a lake, I recommend such a setting sight
And the thousands of stars, come out thousands of times
We can go, only if you believe.
Only if you believe.
Do you feel like you've lost everything you can lose?
This is it, can you hear me?
When you cry do your tears ever chill up the room?
Calling out in a moment of need.
Do you ever lay awake with a look in the eye?
Asking God if a wish is too big to deny
I will offer a line, and it's ready for use.
Let me know are you ready for me?
I'd like to say, that you're my only fear
And when I dream, it slowly disappears.
And when I wake, I'm right here by your side...
To feel your heart, beat in and out of time.
When the storm brings rain, snow fate of all kinds
You can feel almost anything.
When the day seems to melt, fall flat into night,
You can feel almost anything.
When you can't go on, you got to get up and try.
This is it, can you feel me?
When the bombs come down, you will make it alive,
But only if you want to believe.
I'd like to say, that you're my only fear.
And when I dream, it slowly disappears.
And when I wake,
I'm right here by your side...
To feel your heart, beat in and out of time.
I'd like to say, that you're my only fear.
And when I dream, it slowly disappears.
And when I wake,
I'm right here by your side...
To feel your heart, beat in and out of time.