its so cold in the shadow of distant lights
and the chilling wind slows down our pace and tests our will
still a voice whispers it will be over soon
and we find the courage to climb the hill
sometimes I lose sight of where im going
fanned by a flame I cant remember
but distant lights still burn bright
and the road goes on forever
year after year with renewed ambition
we scale the walls to find theres nothing there
still idle hands clutch the empty page
with the passion of a desperate prayer
sometimes I lose sight of where im going
fanned by a flame I cant remember
but distant lights still burn bright
and the road goes on forever
and here we are again
the doors close behind us
and the road goes on and on...
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