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[al:] |
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Mother |
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I could see |
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From the rising sun |
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From the shadows on your chest |
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You were done |
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And we all tried not to waste our breath |
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Imagining the sound |
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Of the morning dew |
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That left the ground |
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I could see |
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Your silent face torn |
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From every wounded bone |
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You were worn |
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And we all tried not to waste our chance |
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To feel the pain |
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As the morning dew |
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Fell as rain |
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I wish I could see |
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I wish I could see |
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I wish I could see |
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I wish I could see |