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Intro

 opened my eyes

 the fire had come

 not for the end of days

 not for the faithless ones

 not for vision understood

 burns because it has to burn

 change'll happen whether we

 are still or moving

 breathe in waves of doubt

 bitter in your mouth

 you will exhale cinnamon clouds

 when it is quiet and still

 i can feel older here

 change what i can and pray

 the hope will not disappear

 when we are not denying anything

 nothing is an enemy

 delicately balancing

 the perfect world

 ride these waves of doubt

 bitter in your mouth

 you will exhale cinnamon clouds

 little heaven

 little heaven

 little heaven

 little heaven

Solo

 riding waves of doubt

 turns me inside out

 i will exhale primal shout

 little heaven

 little heaven

 little heaven

 little heaven

 i understand

 the fire will come

 little heaven

 little heaven

 not for the strength of will

 or passion of anyone

 i understand

 the fire will come

 not for the end of days

 not for the faithless ones