My eyes are the only thing you can glimpse
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And they're enough to tell you so much
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Who knows what you believe, what you think
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While I walk and you don't come toward me
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A question mark above my head and on my path
What do you believe, what do you think?
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What do you ask? You don't answer anymore
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Maybe I've still got too many rips left to cover
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Maybe I'm about to go back to the starting point
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If I put my life on pause it was only to understand it
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And I don't care about being fine
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Will be my back against the wind
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Will be an anchor hooked to the sky
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You were there when, you were there when
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I've seen things for what they really are
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Often traded steel and silver for gold
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I wonder what you believe, what you ask
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What you think, you're not here anymore
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Maybe I've taken trips on sleepless nights
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Maybe I've got strong shoulders, still tired eyes
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If I asked too much of my life it was only to understand it
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And settle for being fine
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Will be my back against the wind
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Will be an anchor hooked to the sky
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You were there when, you were there when
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They'll be light under a hanging sky
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They'll be yours, I won't defend myself from you
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You were there when, you were there when
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We ran against time
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We ran against time
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I grab a squared notebook
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And color the boxes as if they were doubts
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So many hours spent pulling out
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All the nails from the best thoughts
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Will be my back against the wind
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Will be an anchor hooked to the sky
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You were there when, you were there when