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The Same Old Fears (Hopes Die Last)

Drank too much water from the ocean I swim in And salt made my mouth drooling constantly I’ve floated on this surface like a bottle cork I could fly with my own wings Wings out of wax By the sun will burn Wings out of wax That birds will spurn Watch the things you’ve done Feeling like you will die Feeling like I’ve trembled Watch the things you’ve done Feeling like you will die Feeling like I’ve trembled Watch the things you have done So far away now the sky when you’ve known it Running out of my fears so I try to resist Restless breath taking motionless Running out of my fears so I try to resist We are we are a ray of sun We are we are a grain of sand We are we are a child tear drop We are we are the wind that blows