They're locking up the sun, the light of reason gone,
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n' hope has been succesfully undone
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The question's burning on, where is it coming from,
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no-one seems to know the monster born
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It's a bad trip on a sinking ship, when no-one seems responsible
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Scapegoat to rock the boat, yeah, we need someone expendable
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Volunteers to face the fears, can we be sensible
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And find a way to break the fall, find out the cure for all
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Is there a hero somewhere, someone who appears and saves the day
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Someone who holds out a hand and turns back time
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Is there a hero somewhere, someone who will never walk away
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Who doesn't turn a blind eye to a crime
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They're locking up the sun, they have their chosen one,
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you know this time they'll make him play along
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They're taking to the arms, the fathers and their sons,
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there's nowhere left to run and hide
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It's a bad trip on a sinking ship, when no-one seems responsible
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Scapegoat to rock the boat, yeah, we need someone expendable
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Volunteers to face the fears, can we be sensible
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And find a way to break the fall, find out the cure for all
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Is there a hero somewhere, someone who appears and saves the day
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Someone who holds out a hand and turns back time
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Is there a hero somewhere, someone who will never walk away
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Who doesn't turn a blind eye to a crime
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And in the emptiness, there's a solution,
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just look within yourself for absolution,
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And in the emptiness, there's a solution,
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just look within yourself for absolution,
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Is there a hero somewhere, someone who appears and saves the day
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Someone who holds out a hand and turns back time
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Is there a hero somewhere, someone who will never walk away
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Who doesn't turn a blind eye to a crime
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Locking Up The Sun
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Poets Of The Fall |