Trouble is a force you think you understand.
Everything that rises falls.
But nothing on the sea, is nothing on the sand.
Everywhere the darkness calls.
I'm gonna make it up to you somehow
Trouble is a force you try to hide away.
Nowhere to avert your eyes.
But nothing in the night, is nothing in the day.
Everywhere the darkness cries.
I'm gonna make it up to you somehow
Trouble only moves one way.
Nothing can escape this flame.
All the troubled hearts,
And all the distant stars, decay.
They're the same. (?)
I'm gonna make it up to you somehow

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