Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Then, I would run
beside the river
With only thoughts of victory
I felt the slipping
of the seasons
The cruel end of everything
Heavy on the ground
Wide world so small
Over and over
Weary and worn
[Verse 2]
I see the fight
that flows within you
The single vision
that you keep
The winged feet
the body tapered
No mortal man has anything
Heavy on the ground
Wide world so small
Over and over
Weary and worn
[Verse 3]
Feel the weight
of everything
Chariot I plead
Crush them where they stand
Everything here is good
There’s nothing I fear at all
Torment be here no more
Written by: Tim Smith, 下田法晴
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