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It's taken all my strength away this time |
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For today, all the offers I would make I'll withdraw |
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As I stand and I'll watch |
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As they burrow their way into the ground |
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When my words have become just a bark or a bay |
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A meaningless sound |
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They could sing Gloria |
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Oh that I am |
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Gloria |
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I am |
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And onto every face a little rain will fall |
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To trickle through and bathe their empty eyes |
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Are they not yet aware, would they care if they knew |
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That they have the power |
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No they don't move an inch, no they don't raise a hand |
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To seize their hour |
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They could sing Gloria |
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Oh that I am |
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Gloria |
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I am |
