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Last Chance For Love
03:48
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Can you see is rising up from the ocean?
Can you feel it in your veins?
Can you hear it sounding over the motion?
There's a flood on the way.
We are the hope here for everyone,
We are the last chance for love.
With our feet on the ground and our spirits in the sky,
We are the last chance for love.
Can you see it in the shadows of unrest?
Can you feel it giving way?
Can you hear it in the cries of the oppressed?
There's a movement underway.
We've been waiting to arise.
We've been crashing from above.
But you've been breaking through our skies.
You are the last chance for love.
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What Would I Know
03:46
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It's a chase that we're in,
And it's wearing us thin.
We run, to find our love.
Should I chase after you?
Should I let love follow through?
But what would I know 'bout that?
It's a tale that we tale,
And it's taller than hell.
And we bleed every word.
Is this story of love?
Or has the plot just come undone?
But what would i know 'bout that?
Sunlight is a word we grow in our sleep,
Where clearer skies break underneath.
Love is a flower that grows at our feet,
But we trample it down passionately.
It's a mark that we miss,
It's an ignorant bliss.
We close our hearts to true love's kiss.
But you're calling us home,
Asking to be known.
But what would I know 'bout that?
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Continents
04:06
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Maybe it's love because it hurts.
Maybe it's a war so I will fight.
Maybe you're always on my mind,
Because maybe it's you I'm trying to find.
Love is gonna cost you.
Love is gonna break your heart.
Maybe it takes time for us to tell.
Maybe we're sick cause we're unwell.
Maybe you seem hidden here tonight.
But you're still the only one I'm trying to find.
Love is gonna cost you,
Love is gonna break your heart.
When you've got nothing left except your sorrows,
There's no better place to start.
Our hearts like continents,
Standing on separate shores.
I'll send my love to you,
Like a message in a bottle made of sound.
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One Beating Heart
03:36
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We say 'hello', we smile at the start,
Extend our hands, but guard our hearts.
We grow our skin so thick to hide,
But we've all got skeletons inside.
We listen to words shot into our heads,
By a gun called fear, saying thing unsaid.
We think we're the ice and the world is a flame,
But we all are made of the same fragile frames.
The fear that you've tried so hard to fight,
Is the same thing that keeps me up at night.
We think we're made of separate parts,
But we are one beating heart.
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The Pacific
04:04
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I've been running up and down the coast,
Trying to remember which direction leads me home.
Is it the sand between my toes,
Or the raindrops on my nose that let me know?
When the Pacific's on my left I'll see the trees turn into evergreens.
When the Pacific's on my right I'll watch the rain become an ocean breeze.
But its not enough to go, even if the streets are paved with gold.
No, cause if you're not there then I can't call it home.
I've been looking over my shoulder,
But the past keeps getting older.
I keep saying that if the air could just be colder,
Then this place could tide me over for a while,
Somebody take me home.
I wanna get out of this skin that i am in,
Take me home.
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