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Text: All Left Out. The Conquest. A Strange New Land: Leaving.


Just touched down in a strange new land,
A twinkle in my eye,
A compass in my open hand,
I?m here, a pioneer,
I understand, what this all entails
And the hourglass is running out of sand

Check my heading as I depart
Like the beating of a drum
Drum the beating of my hungry heart
I know there?s more to go
So make me stop (stop, stop)
I?ll do the best I can
Now I?m ready to embark

Leaving is the hardest thing
But when you go you?ll be glad you did
Leaving is the hardest thing
But when you go you?ll soar like people on wings

Left right left and I?m on my way
A hustle in my step, a hustle really can convey
I?m outdone
I wanna run to reach a place
The place a need to be
So I really should be keeping up the pace

Leaving is the hardest thing
But when you go you?ll be glad you did
Leaving is the hardest thing
But when you go you?ll soar like people on wings

Surrender
I surrender [x4]
Now or never[x2]
I surrender
Now or never

(Ah Ah Ah Ah)

Leaving is the hardest thing
But when you go you?ll be glad you did
Leaving is the hardest thing
But when you go you?ll soar like people on wings

Leaving is the hardest thing
But when you go you?ll be glad you did
Leaving is the hardest thing
But when you go you?ll soar like people on wings

(Ah Ah Ah Ah)