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Two doves came in the snow and rain |
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Grey and white in the middle of the night |
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And they watched me, yes they watched me |
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And they pulled a wreath from the old oak tree |
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And you know they laid it right round me |
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Right round me |
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And does the holy notion hear our cry? |
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And do you tie your letters tight? |
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What do you see when you close your eyes? |
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Do you pray like me, |
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In the middle of the night. |
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And when the white dove, a light in the rain |
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Dove down deep, deep in the water |
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Yes, the water |
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And they grey dove laughed, babe take it back |
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Stay with me out of the water |
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Yes the water |
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And does the holy notion hear our cry? |
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And do you tie your letters tight? |
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What do you see when you close your eyes? |
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Do you cry out like me, |
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In the middle of the night. |
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And does the holy notion hear our cry? |
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And do you tie your letters tight? |
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What do you see when you close your eyes? |
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Do you pray like me? |
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Do you cry out like me? |
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Do you pray like me, |
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In the middle of the night. |
