You, you won't talk about what we see when the lights are out
And I'm willing to hold your hand while you're lost,while you're so full of doubt
Walk for miles, on your own loose ends,
I'll find you thereI'll find you there
You, you walk up thin blue lines possible with reality
And I, I see through small red eyes,glowing still at your uncertainty
Out of darkness you will come around,
I know you willI know you will
And I'll find youAnd I'll find you there
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