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The morning of the end
Creation bows before
The Lord storms in
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Gravity holds, or so they've told
My head hurts
Its getting worse
It’s
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And I'll wait to escape with you
To shipwreck on your
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I see the universe in your tears
Can we just whisper
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And ill wait on you
On the north shores of Heaven
It
Silent storm rages on
Silent storm above our heads
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Wings for the broken
Wings for the choking
I know I
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