Endless days
We search for what we hold inside
So hard to find, luck turns
Will the fallen ever reach within and rise again
For the rest of my life
I will find the answers that were always here
I will find the meaning this time
I will fight the end till the end is here
Wasted time
With words that seem to break our will
They bind us still without a care
They tarnish what we hold so dear, what was once so clear
For the rest of my life
I will find the answers that were always here
I will find the meaning this time
I will fight the end till the end is here

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