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Forgive me, Hera, I cannot stay, |
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He cut out my tongue, there is nothing to say, |
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Love me, oh Lord, he threw me away, |
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He laughed at my sins, in his arms I must stay. |
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He wrote: 'I'm broke, please send for me.' |
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But I'm broke in two, and spoken for, do not tempt me. |
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Her skin is white, and I'm light as the sun, |
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So holy light shines on the things you have done. |
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So I asked him, how he became this man? |
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How did he learn to hold fruit in his hands? |
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And where is the lamb that gave you your name? |
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He had to leave, though I begged him to stay. |
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Left me alone, when I needed the light, |
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Fell to my knees, and I wept for my life, |
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If he had of stayed, you might understand, |
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If he had of stayed, you never would have taken my hand. |
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He wrote: 'I'm low, please send for me.' |
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But I'm broke in two, and spoken for, do not tempt me. |
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And where is the lamb that gave you your name? |
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He had to leave, though I begged him to stay. |
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Begged him to stay, in my cold wooden grip, |
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Begged him to stay by the light of this ship. |
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Me fighting him, fighting life, fighting dawn, |
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And the waves came and stole him and took him to war. |
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He wrote: 'I'm broke, please send for me.' |
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But I'm broke in two, and spoken for, do not tempt me. |
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Forgive me, Hera, I cannot stay, |
| [03:10.14] |
He cut out my tongue, there is nothing to say, |
| [03:16.64] |
Love me, oh Lord, he threw me away, |
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He laughed at my sins, in his arms I must stay. |
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We write, that's alright, I miss his smell. |
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We speak, when spoken to, that suits us well. |
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That suits us well. |
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That suits me well. |
