I cannot live without you
In a place where the ocean meets the sand
And yet there is noone around to take my hand,
Where the road I walk is cracked and frayed
And everywhere I look there danger lays
In a place where hope seems never more
And love is desolate and so poor
I think of the one thing Ican't live without
and I realize I know it without a doubt
Without hesitation without second thought
Its something I made not something I bought
It cant be stolen but it can be lost
If I tell myself its not worth the cost
The cost of sacrifice struggle and truth
The thing I need most may be foreign to you
But in my soul, my mind and my heart
my knowledge is something in which I will never part
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