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MAN: |
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Sometimes I don't understand |
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Why I was born at all |
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When all that I do leaves me empty |
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Aching and longing for more |
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Sometimes I feel I could stand |
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Man, I feel like I'm ten feet tall |
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But then it's like I'm on trial and I'm guilty |
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I don't know exactly what for |
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How I wish I could be relieved |
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Fall on God's doorstep and be received |
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But it seems he doesn't care for me anymore |
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So I'll be on my way |
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Live from the cradle to the grave |
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On my own |
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GOD: |
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Son you must understand |
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Why I would let you fall |
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It isn't because I don't love you |
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It's not that I want you to crawl |
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But the silence between us has grown |
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And your towers have grown so tall |
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I let you choose, you have chosen |
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You don't seem to want me at all |
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How I wish to be reconciled |
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That you would just love me with the heart of a child |
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But it seems you never want me around anymore |
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So you can have your way |
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Live from the cradle to the grave |
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Far from home |
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MAN: How I wish |
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(GOD: Child how I love you) |
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I could be relieved |
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(but you're so far away) |
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Fall on God's doorstep |
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(Won't you come home to me?) |
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And be received |
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(I will give you my robe) |
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But it seems he doesn't |
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(clothe you in linen) |
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Care for me anymore |
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(Son I want you to stay) |
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So I'll be on my way |
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(I'll set you free) |
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Live from the cradle to the grave |
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(How I long to be home) |
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GOD: How I wish |
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(MAN: I've been alone) |
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To be reconciled |
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(so very long) |
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That you would just love me |
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(with a heart made of stone) |
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With the heart of a child |
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(Can you dry all the tears?) |
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But it seems you never |
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(I've held in my heart) |
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Want me around anymore |
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So you can have your way |
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(I'll be on my way) |
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Live from the cradle to the grave |
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Far from home |
