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You are waiting on a beach |
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For a healing word to come |
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Maybe an apology in a bottle |
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Maybe a flare that says I'm sorry |
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and the hurting leaves you numb |
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will you forgive? |
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will you forget? |
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will you live what you know? |
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He left his rights |
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will you leave yours? |
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you don't understand it |
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let it go |
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You are waiting on a beach |
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This is where the east meets west |
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And as another sun sets on your anger |
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The darkness laughs as the wound destroys |
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and it turns your prayers to noise |
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Will you forgive? |
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Wil you forget? |
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will you live what you know? |
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He left his rights |
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will you leave yours? |
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you won't understand it |
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let it go |
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This bitterness you hide |
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it seeps into your soul |
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and it steals your joy |
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til it's all you know |
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let it go |
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Will you forgive? |
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will you forget? |
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will you live what you know? |
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he left his rights |
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will you leave yours? |
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you won't understand it |
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let it go |
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Will you forgive? |
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will you forget? |
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will you live what you know? |
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Beneath the cross |
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you hear his words |
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"Father forgive them" |
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and you know |
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you can't understand it |
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let it go |
