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Writing in the Shade From the deaths we sing
From the mud and murk
As darkness passes by,
We know our shame
To pass on here
To fall away
To rise from here,
On and on we know_
Born to feel this way
Born to know this pain
Born to know this death
Waiting for that day
The day we fly away
Never feel that shame
Just come fly with me
Waiting for that day
Known to find the line
Cross that path
Choose your side
Then make your bed
Find your sleep
Take your dreams
Just find your way
Just float away_
