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Crystal words that hang so fine but none will stop us falling |
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Pulling faster all the time, powerless to warnings |
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If you feel the hand of God, can you guide it holy man? |
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But you are only flesh and blood, waiting too for judgment |
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Still saying! |
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Daddy don't weep, Momma don't cry |
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Everybody gets their time |
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Don't be sad, don't be blue, pray for me |
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I'll do the same for you |
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Split the father and the son, hand words to ease them |
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In the other raise of God, that ties my fear |
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If you have the hand of God, can you heal us holy man? |
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But you are only flesh and blood, waiting too for judgment |
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Still saying! |
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Hang on tight, hang on strong |
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How much longer can this go on |
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Don't be sad, don't be blue |
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It's one more thing set to confuse |
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Daddy don't weep, Momma don't cry |
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Every fear must have it's time |
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Don't be sad, don't be blue, pray for me |
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I'll do the same for you |
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Can you bring the hand of God? |
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Can you stop the killing? |
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Get us back to hope and love |
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Never more be needed |
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Still saying! |
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Bloods gone bad, bad to worse |
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Worse to bad and back again |
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Don't be sad, don't be blue |
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It's one more thing sent to confuse |
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Momma don't weep, Daddy don't cry |
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Every fear must have it's time |
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Don't be sad, don't be blue |
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Pray for me I'll do the same for you |
