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After the scripture |
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We started to pray |
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Holdin' our hands up |
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Waitin' for change |
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I hardly knew you |
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You knew me the same |
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So we built a shelter |
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While we turned the weak away |
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Your mother beside me |
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Rattlin' her brain |
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Makin' an offering |
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Pacing the pain |
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We took a picture |
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Placed it in frame |
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We built a fire |
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And we turned the cold away |
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And I know it's not |
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What you desire |
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This pain can't crumble |
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Won't soon retire |
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Everybody there was trying to hide some great desire |
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Put away the positives and let that good girl die |
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Everybody's prayers were turned into a gradual sigh |
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So I paced around the backyard for awhile |
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That was bee sting |
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A speck in my eye |
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A casual movement |
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A thief in the night |
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Now I can't forget you |
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Sword in my side |
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Candle that burned me |
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Deliver me light |
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And I know it's not |
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What you desire |
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This pain can't crumble |
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Won't soon retire |
