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3.Fragile 3:42 |
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If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one |
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drying in the colour of the evening sun |
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tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away |
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something in our minds will always stay |
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perhaps this final act was meant |
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to clinch a leftme's a argument |
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that nothing comes through villence |
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and nithing evercould |
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for all those born beneath an angry star |
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lest we forget how fragile we are. |
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On and on the rain will fall |
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like tears from a star |
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like tears from a star |
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On and on the rain will say |
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how fragile we are |
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how fragilw we are |
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how fragile we are |
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how fragilw we are. |
