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Though my hands are cold and my mouth is dry |
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Well, this journey's told, is a mountain high |
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Though the wind she burns, like an ageless flame, she will give me strength so I can move again |
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And though my people may not be many, we are ready for the storm to come |
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And though my people may not be many, we are ready to be strong as one, |
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And though my people, travel light, they are willing to fight the fight |
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And though my people may not be many we are ready |
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We have got to find a way, let it be done, let it be done (ooh) |
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Do you want to keep the faith until the storm has broken? |
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We have got to find a way to rise above the pain... |
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My men come, he cross the waters |
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My men come he cross the sea (yes) |
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He has the sons, he has the daughters, |
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But he brings with him sea (ooh) |
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And though my people may not be many, we are ready for the storm to come |
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And though my people may not be many, we are ready to be strong as one, |
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And though my people, travel light, they are willing to fight the fight |
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And though my people may not be many we are ready |
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We have got to find a way, let it be done, let it be done (ooh) |
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Do you want to keep the faith until the storm has broken? |
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We have got to find a way to rise above the pain... |
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The industry - they'll never find me, here among the trees |
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My footsteps will be, will be all that I leave |
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Oh lonely island, so rich and fair, we leave your shores for reasons unclear |
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Looking for a better life, and you are all that I need, (hey) |
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All that I need. |
