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In the hour of darkness |
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When our worlds collide |
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Assailed by madness |
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That has plagued our lives |
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At the point of departure |
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On the eve of despair |
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The recourse to reason |
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Seems to make no sense at all |
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The light of hope |
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Shines in your eyes |
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Dementia has gone |
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Purged from inside |
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Throughout our wanderings |
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In a land of lies |
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We fell from |
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God's grace |
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Into a sea of storms |
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In the self-relevation |
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Celebration of love |
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These bold four virtues |
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We seem to have left behind |
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The light of hope |
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Shines in your eyes |
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Dementia has gone |
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Purged from inside |
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The light of hope |
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Shines in your eyes |
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Dementia has gone |
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Purged from inside |
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Lay bare your heart |
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Induce the will of love |
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To restore what little faith |
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That you may have lost |
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As morning brings re-birth |
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A new day will dawn |
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To ease our troubled minds |
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Turn away on your side |
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And dream of days to come |
