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Let me rock you in my arms |
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I'll hold you safe and small |
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A refugee from the Seraphim |
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In your rich girl rags and all |
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Did your dreams die young |
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Were they too hard won |
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Did you reach too high and fall |
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And there is no rest |
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For the ones God blessed |
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And he blessed you best of all |
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Your eyes seem from a different face |
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They've seen that much that soon |
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Your cheek too cold, too pale to shine |
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Like an old and waning moon |
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And there is no peace |
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No true release |
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No secret place to crawl |
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And there is no rest |
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For the ones God blessed |
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And he blessed you best of all |
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If tears unshed could heal your heart |
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If words unsaid could sway |
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Then watch you melt into the night |
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with Adieu, and rue the day |
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Did your dreams die young |
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Were they too hard won |
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Did you reach too high and fall |
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And there is no rest |
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For the ones God blessed |
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And he blessed you best of all |
