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The times are strange,
showing us how to change,
like a long distance call,
To lift up the land of the living,
and to keep us giving,
no good thing is too small,

The shadow of death roams behind me,
never know if the coast is clear,
wasted breath won’t define me,
only hope the end is near,

A time for healing,
won’t stand for double dealing,
grown so tired of all the lies,
Too much has been lost,
just might be the cost,
for scales to fall from eyes,

The shadow of death roams behind me,
never know if the coast is clear,
wasted breath won’t define me,
only hope the end is near,

No time for the past,
that feeling won't last,
only there to keep us hoping,
So hop on this tribe,
with a celestial vibe,
where all possibilities are open,

The shadow of death roams behind me,
it’s just a shadow,
never know if the coast is clear,
the coast is clear,
wasted breath won’t define me,
won’t define me,
only hope the end is near,
It’s already here,