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Fireflight Recovery Begins

for Your voice Recovery begins Whisper to me, whisper to me Whisper to me, whisper to me It all comes down to this The quiet in the end I listen for Your voice Recovery begins

But worry kills it I need to clear my head I'm tired, I need to rest It all comes down to this The quiet in the end I listen for Your voice Recovery begins

But worry kills it I need to clear my head I'm tired, I need to rest It all comes down to this The quiet in the end I listen for Your voice Recovery begins