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Take this blindfold off of me I'm walking but I cannot see Mysteries fly at my feet The answers come with no relief Climb on my back, I'll carry you afar Words just feel anesthetized But hope is found within the lies And I keep running down that road I'm crawling, grabbing, breathing for the way I can see Hold me, take me, run with me I know you'll ignite a battered flame that once was bright And I keep running down that road And I keep running down that road Glory in the highest. |
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