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we've got our rope and summitgot our rope and summitbut we need to wake upbaby wake upunmasking your fearsone by one see them disappearinto the fog down belowslipping is fineas long as you don't fallstill in the quiet morning breezeswaying gently in unsuspecting dreamsclues of a gathering stormit's time to wake uptime to move on From Letras Mania