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Steady as a rock, |
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I stand, I wait |
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With eyes that see, |
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but eyes that can't erase |
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and hands that hold, |
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but hands that can't embrace; |
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a creature longing for some saving grace. |
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Oh and I have long since |
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seen the sun |
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it set along the banks |
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when I was young |
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Oh, and it's been long |
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since you've been near, |
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but fate was never kind to us, my dear. |
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So send me out to space |
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and cut me free |
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and like a satellite |
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just look for me |
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oh and if there's darkness |
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in your sight |
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I'll be in the corner of the night |
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We live |
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We grow |
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We die |
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It snows |
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The ro- |
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tation |
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The earth |
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The sun |
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We write |
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We read |
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We love |
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We need |
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We need |
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We need |
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We need |
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I need |
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I need |
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I need |
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I need |
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I need |
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So send me into space |
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and cut me free |
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and like a satellite |
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just look for me |
