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by Dean Muchmore, 1997 |
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lives were between us as I looked into your eyes No words to be spoken, for they would be lies But we looked to eternity to show us where to go But all we came back with was the feeling that we're all alone. But I know- that there
is something more than this |
It
was all so much simpler 2000 years ago But we were not happy with our place, we had to make our own So we built up our fortresses on foundations of greed And all we did was pull ourselves from the things that we truly need. But I know- that there
is something more than this |