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 Land only for this fate 
The skyline is not seen for many days 
It feels as though 
We're never turning back here 
The land returns to the dust. 
Is there any way, to get this weight off my skin 
And find another one 
Is there any one, to get this writing off the wall 
And find a new one, and find. 
Just like the wind blows into the great unknown 
We're on our way, we are on our way 
Moving west, may bring us better days 
We're on our way, we are on our way. 
Is there any way, to get this weight off my skin 
And find another one 
Is there any one, to get this writing off the wall 
And find a new one, and find. 
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