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Little hope, little home of heavenly Come and save us from this ugly truth Little hope, sprung from necessity May all good things in life come to you Little ghost, so innocent and carefree They would never stop hunting you Little voice, life got the best of me And in time that's what awaits you too Little hope, sing a song of fire I grow up to be just like that Little hope, sing a song of fire Little hope, loudly sounding siren If you want your dream of life back Little hope, sing a song of fire I've seen the truth and it's nothing like you said I've seen the picture of your perfect world Now you can touch the halo around my crowned head So many questions, so many things unsaid