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I have these moments |
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All steady and strong |
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I'm feeling so holy and humble |
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The next thing I know |
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I'm all worried and weak |
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And I feel myself |
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Starting to crumble |
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The meanings get lost |
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And the teachings get tossed |
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And you don't know what |
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You're gonna do next |
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You wait for the sun |
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But it never quite comes |
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Some kind of message |
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Comes through to you |
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Some kind of message |
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Comes through |
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And it says to you |
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Love when you can |
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Cry when you have to |
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Be who you must |
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That's a part of the plan |
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Await your arrival |
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With simple survival and |
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One day, we'll all understand |
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One day, we'll all understand |
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One day, we'll all understand |
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I had a woman |
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Who gave me her soul |
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But I wasn't ready to take it |
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Her heart was so fragile |
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And heavy to hold |
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And I was afraid |
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I might break it |
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Your conscience awakes |
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And you see your mistakes |
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And you wish someone |
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Would buy your confessions |
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The days miss their mark |
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And the night gets so dark |
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And some kind of message |
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Comes through to you |
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Some kind of message |
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Shoots through |
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And it says to you |
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Love when you can |
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Cry when you have to |
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Be who you must |
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That's a part of the plan |
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Await your arrival |
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With simple survival and |
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One day, we'll all understand |
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One day, we'll all understand |
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One day, we'll all understand |
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There is no Eden |
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Or heavenly gates |
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That you're gonna |
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Make it to one day |
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But all of the answers |
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You seek can be found |
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In the dreams that |
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You dream on the way |