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In a time of need only few can see what's wrong 
millions tend to crawl but only those who choose can make it through this all, 
only few can sing like lions 'cause we sing until we're gone 
and we've got each others backs until we're back where we belong, 
a woman held my shield and through the battle we did wrong, 
a man who taught me wisdom through the static we recall, 
and maybe when we' re gone our names will echo through the stars, 
every start's got it's ending even when we've learned to rise above it all,…