Cut up the planet for an illusion
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Home isn't far from where the resource is
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Fusing distant lands
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A sign of life is steadily ending
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Call out so desperate for a way
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The cries are readily sending
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They beg of night to release the day
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They're calling out for a better way
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(Cut up the planet for an illusion)
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Coldest nights sometimes give way to brightest skies of blue
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Moving onward carrying the life that's in plain view
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And we will carry with a thriving few
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Corrupt the planet for evolution
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Though what we see is not the fault of man
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Only leaps and strides
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Cut up the planet for an illusion
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Home isn't far from where the resource is
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Hoping for a better way
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Conjure a way to the heavens and suddenly
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We suddenly ask ourselves if this light is worth the lie
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Conjure a way to the heavens and suddenly
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We suddenly ask ourselves if this light is worth the lie
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Coldest nights sometimes give way to brightest skies of blue
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Moving onward carrying the life that's in plain view (plain view)
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And we will carry with a thriving few
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Corrupt the planet for evolution
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Though what we see is not the fault of man
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Isn't far from where the resource is
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Stripped of ground by the hands of those who have built
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A life surrounding causing quarantine
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Reach for skies
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Reach for a belief that this life equals something
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Conjure a way to the heavens and suddenly
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We suddenly ask ourselves if this light is worth the lie
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Conjure a way to the heavens and suddenly
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We suddenly ask ourselves if this light is worth the lie
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