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I heard the bell of hope today, was it real? |
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I couldn't say, it doesn't matter anyway it was beautiful |
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I felt lost and blown away, no return from this place |
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There upon the table lay my two shoes |
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Now I'm looking at you, looking at me |
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Looking at things yesterday I could not believe |
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I woke on a bed of thorn, I was lost and forlorn |
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There was no joy, it was not available |
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You just play your strings and things |
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For the virtue that it brings |
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I heard the bell of hope and it was beautiful |
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Now I'm looking at you, looking at me |
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Looking at things that yesterday I couldn't believe |
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Like the bell of hope |
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The Bell Of Hope |
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I heard the bell of hope |
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I heard the bell of hope |
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I heard the bell of hope and it was beautiful |
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