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Hold up the sun |
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Oh, lord hold up the sun |
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Shine it on me |
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Glory, shine it on me |
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Here comes the sun |
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Oh God here comes the sun |
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Climbing on me |
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Dear Lord climbing on me |
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Stabat mater dolorosa, |
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Justa crucem lacrimosa |
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Dum pendebit filius. |
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O quam tristis et afflicta, |
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Fuit illa benedicta |
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Mater unigenti. |
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The curves of the earth |
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I carve them for you |
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And in the night I drew |
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A knife of sickness & grief |
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Stabat mater dolorosa, |
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Justa crucem lacrimosa |
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Dum pendebit filius. |
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O quam tristis et afflicta, |
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Fuit illa benedicta |
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Mater unigenti. |
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There was a wound here |
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I see it's scars |
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The shade upon your face |
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Of lilies bent with tears |
