You've been looking for that
Searching everywhere, so I'm told
You stumble around till you
Sand and ashes from the ground
And raise your face up to the sky
For every game where a loser cries
No angel points the way to the sun
No widow beckons for you to come
What once seemed fresh and
But wipe that tear out from your eye,
and raise your face up to the sky.
For every dream where a loser cries,
The firepace now is but a steady glow
With one last breath before it goes
Please remember what you have to give,
you'll get no promise I guarantee, yet there'll be
laughter on a soft breeze,
there'll soon be laughter on a soft breeze.
An d raise your face up to the sky
For every dream where a loser cries
He weeps neath the heaven
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