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Empty streets and morning light
Fading like a
quiet spark
Leaving keys upon the shelf
Tracing outlines of the past
Time is moving by itself
Nothing built of glass can last But the air
is starting to clear
The horizon is drawing near
And I am stepping out of the cold
Letting go of the stories we told
The road ahead is a beautiful view
Every broken piece is turning into brand new
Hard to say what we could have saved When the current pulled
us down
But I remember the path we paved Standing on the edge of
town
Now the weight
is falling away
In the dawn of a different day Oh,
we are finding our feet
And I am stepping out of the cold
Letting go of the stories we told
The road ahead is a beautiful view
Every broken piece is turning into brand new
Turning into
brand new
Out of the cold