I want to turn on the lights
I want to keep your hopes alive
So where do I begin
To help you believe again
Makers of secret planes
Keepers of our last remains
Dream of a holy state
In a nightmare time
You know I meant it well
But who was it meant to help?
Even a child knows you don't waste it
A promise is only given once
And there is no doubt that changes have begun
Even a child knows that you can't fake it
As long as the world is waking up
You are free now to recover your heart
The stories left to write
write
wherever
where
waste
twice
there
stories
state
everything
dangerous
world
dream
heard
meant
heart
speakers
changes
thinking
child
first
message
about
makers
afraid
again
doubt
brave
begin
given
someone
music
foreign
hopes
wailing
breathe
present
waking
alive
delivered
insight
planes
justify
believe
secret
keepers
knows
lights
begun
market
nothing
place
always
recover
prayer
nightmare
promise
receive
remains
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