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Every day I recognize |
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What's deceased and what's alive |
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But don't repeat what I just said |
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Until boulders turn to lead |
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Then all the tales will be told |
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Whilst you and I are in the cold |
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But don't think this is the end |
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'Cause it's just begun my friend |
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And when it's done |
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And all this is gone |
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Just find the feeling, pass it on |
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For every tear cried in shame |
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There'll be someone else to blame |
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And every crime that I commit |
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There'll be a punishment to fit |
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But I'd accept what's coming round |
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If I could only lose this sound |
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That's been ringing in my ears |
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And tormenting me for years |
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When it's done |
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And all this is gone |
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Just find the feeling, pass it on |
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And when it's done |
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And all this is gone |
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Just find the feeling, pass it on |
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Just find the feeling, pass it on |
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Just find the feeling, pass it on |
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Just find the feeling, pass it on |
