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 To be greater than you think that you are 
Stronger than your skinny arms 
Cleaner than the mess that you made 
Brighter than the colors that fade 
Through toil and trade 
And the roles that you played 
But it still burns bright inside you. 
And the miles left on the road are slow and long 
And the end is still too far away to see 
And the hand that reaches out to comfort me 
Says it's too late, too late to turn around 
It says it's too late, too late to turn around. 
My faith prays to the back of the moon 
For the heroes that were taken too soon 
In a country that peaked so young 
Searching for a melody sung, by every tongue 
Through the blackened lungs 
For the comfort they provide you. 
And the miles left on the road are slow and long 
And the end is still too far away to see 
And the hand that reaches out to comfort me 
Says it's too late, too late to turn around 
Says it's too late, too late to turn around 
Says it's too late, too late to turn around. 
Said it's too late, too late to turn around 
Said it's too late, too late to turn around 
Said it's too late, too late to turn around 
Said it's too late, too late to turn around. 
 
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