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Look at how the moon fits in the sky
Its easy to be lured into the beauty of the night
Ive been so lost without the sun
Whens the morning ever gonna come
Darkness lifting
From my eyes
Darkeness lifting
My soul will rise
Like a pheonix from the ashes i will fly away
Ive had lots of time down here to figure out
What it was that got me trapped beneath these concrete clouds
But there will be the break of day
And pretty soon the stone will roll away