Hope by Diorama
Everyone else has entered
And you're still waiting at the door
You carry something in you
That isn't needed anymore
You could swear the city
Is pulsing louder than before
You carry something in you
That isn't needed anymore
Is it your hope, your hope
That you can't keep in check
Is it your hope, your hope
That won't give you anything back
Your hope
That you can't keep in check
Is it your hope, your hope
That won't give you anything back
There's a great day coming
To wipe the blind spot off your eye
And there's a great day coming
When you will see the reason why
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