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I stand on the stairway |
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My back to the dungeon |
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The doorway to freedom |
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So close to my hand |
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And voices behind me |
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So bitterly damn me |
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For seeking salvation |
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They don't understand |
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Chorus: |
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Lord, help me to shoulder |
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The Burden of Freedom |
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And give me the courage |
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To Be What I Can |
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And When I am Wounded |
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By those who condemn me |
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Lord, help me forgive them |
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They don't understand |
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Their lonely frustration |
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Descending to laughter |
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Erases the footprints |
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I leave in the Sand |
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But I'm free to travel |
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Where no one can follow |
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In search of the kingdom |
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They don't understand |
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Chorus: |
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Lord, help me to shoulder |
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The Burden of Freedom |
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And give me the courage |
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To be what I can |
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And when I have wounded |
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The last one who loved me |
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Lord, help her forgive me |
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I don't understand. |
