There is a drought in the valley of my soul, in the valley of our souls
Hope has fallen down at the sound of the things that destroy us
I look around, looking for a mountain, looking for a truth, a truth that holds the key to the reason for this life
Hope has fallen down at the sound of the things that destroy us
I look around, looking for a mountain, looking for a truth, a truth that holds the key to the reason for this life
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