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Texty: Sam Roberts. We Were Born in a Flame. Hard Road.

Feel, feel it grow
In your mind, in your mind
Life is how you live it
Through time, through time

And there's no desert sun that is hot enough to feed your fire
We shipwreck like fools only to become the ocean's choir
And the sun dies until it's reborn
But there's no road that ain't a hard road to travel on
Got lost on the way but you found the road again
Stay true to your friends 'cause they'll save you in the end

There must be something in the air, in the air
Some kind of answer to my prayers, to my prayers
Some kind of answer to my prayers
Been dying since the day I was born
'Cause there's no road that ain't a hard road to travel on

I have a vision in my mind of a life that I've left behind
Yeah, can't you see that lost souls can't swim
You know you'll sink but you still jump in

And it's alright to get caught stealing back what you've lost
Yeah, don't you know that lost souls can't swim
You beat them back but they drag you in
And I can't say that I am sorry for all my many sins

And you try to find a love that'll see you through your darkest days
And her soft brown hair is as long as the Canadian highway
When the sun dies until it's reborn
But there's no road that ain't a hard road to travel on
Been dying since the day I was born
'Cause there's no road that ain't a hard road to travel on

There must be something in the air, in the air
There must be something in the air, in the air
There must be something in the air, in the air
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