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THE 11TH. HOUR
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Hey little sister do you know what time it was
when you finally seen all your broken dreams
come crashing down your door
they demand an answer and they demand it quick
or the questions fade and the wasted days
come crawling back for more
Do you know where the power lies? and who pulls the strings
do you know where the power lies it starts and ends with you
The face of isolation
well that's one you recognize
well you can't get straight
it's a lonely place and
it's one you do despise
Boredom is for sale now
and helplessness you feel
it's a wounded dove and the hawks are above
blood splattered on a reel to reel
I was almost over my world was almost gone
in a sudden rush i could almost touch the
things that i'd done wrong
my jungle's made of concrete
through silence i could feel
my aim is true i will walk on through
these mountains made of steel.
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Hey little sister do you know what time it was when you finally seen all your broken dreams come crashing down your door they demand an answer and they demand it quick or the questions fade and the wasted days come crawling back for more Do you know where the power lies? and who pulls the strings do you know where the power lies it starts and ends with you The face of isolation well that's one you recognize well you can't get straight it's a lonely place and it's one you do despise Boredom is for sale now and helplessness you feel it's a wounded dove and the hawks are above blood splattered on a reel to reel I was almost over my world was almost gone in a sudden rush i could almost touch the things that i'd done wrong my jungle's made of concrete through silence i could feel my aim is true i will walk on through these mountains made of steel.
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