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I found them standing in my door |
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In the clumsy silence of the poor |
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I've got no time for precious things |
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But at least they won't be wandering |
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If they're sleeping on my stable floor |
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There were no rooms to rent tonight |
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The only empty bed is mine ' |
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Cause I'm overbooked and overrun |
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With so many things that must be done |
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Until I'm numb and running blind |
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I need rest , |
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I need rest |
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Lost inside a forest of a million trees |
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Trying to find my way back to me |
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I need rest |
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As a boy I heard the old man sing |
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About a kingdom and a coming |
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King But keeping books and changing beds |
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Put a different song inside my head |
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And the melody is deafening |
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I need rest, |
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I need rest |
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I need rest |
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The Rome we're only names and numbers |
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Not souls in search of signs and wonders |
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We're waiting for the day |
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Of our salvation |
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The messiah who will be our liberation |
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We're waiting, |
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I'm waiting |
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I need rest, |
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I need rest |
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Oh come oh come |
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Emmanuel With a sword deliver |
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Israel I need rest |
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Tonight I can't get any sleep |
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With those shepherds shouting in the streets |
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A star is shining much too bright |
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Somewhere |
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I hear a baby cry |
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And all I want is a little peace |
