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There has to be a way across these mountains
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Somewhere there's a pass we haven't found. The setting sun casts rows of jagged shadows, swallowing with little hope remains
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Cold descends, the iron will of darkness, when we can nothing do except survive
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Love like burning embers keeps us brinket. breathing as bitterness engulfs the icy stars
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Ah, my love, there will be, will be morning. The sun will rise up like an answered prayer
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We will find our way across these mountains to build our lives on rich, well-watered plains
