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Finding hope, is the only antidote
In times like these
The friends that felt, oh so close
Now feel so, distant
Pain, love, hate
The things I've felt for you
From knowing every
Part of you
My thoughts are based around fear
Fear of what might become
And the time that we last spoke
Sand in an hour glass falls slowly
Slowly cutting off the air
Keeping me from breathing
There's nothing more to give
The dark clouds are rolling over
Intense heat and changing pressure
This scene has lost it's color
And we're here, falling out of touch
Passing the cross on the side of the road
Makes me think of how senseless the story unfolds
With a man late for work, a kid on his phone
Some speed, a machine, a moving brick wall
Forces us to recognize the limits and heights
Of the hills we have to climb
And you're worth it all
The sacrifice of a life
On a tragic Saturday night
Helped open these eyes of a blind man
Was it worth it all?
The dark cloud are rolling over
Intense heat and changing pressure
This scene has lost all color
And we're here, falling out of touch
And when we last spoke, I was staring up at you
On top of the world, we had it all
Shot down right in front of you
He was my friend