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So it begins, this journey or road,
or mountain, it's all still the same
I am set free, to fly or to fall,
or both, the fact still remains
It comes for me, It comes for me
The wrecking ball swings low
The wrecking ball swings low
The spin of the wheel, the roll of the dice
winter, spring, summer, and fall
the width and the height and always the depth
the pleasure and pain of the call
it comes for me, it comes for me
The wrecking ball swings low
The wrecking ball swings low
The stepping of stones, the singing of ghosts
The statues all turning their head
The whisper of love, the fear of alone
The soundtrack of what you have said
It comes for me, it comes for me
The wrecking ball swings low
The wrecking ball swings low
The wrecking ball swings low
The wrecking ball swings low
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