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Walking down independence hall

To the beginning of it all

Past each hand of might

And eyes full of spite

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Where once lay a small town upon a hill

And all the thoughts in her world a thrill

Memories of the sun so bright

All dazed and forgetful of the night

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To the beginning of it all

When everything we were was small

Held by her, feigned from fright

Our eyes washing away the night

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Hearts full enough to spill

And each glimpse of us a thrill

To the beginning of it all

When everything we were was small

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Though every end no waste of will

From sunsets to the mornings till

I walk searching down this hall

To the world made within us all