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Here we are, my little darlings |
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With things we dare not bear to know |
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Strengthen your hearts, my little charmings |
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You've got a long, long way to go |
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And the little ones, they must walk, on walk on |
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The little ones must walk on, walk on |
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It has no reason, it has no tense or time |
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It's human treason, it has no sense or rhyme |
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But when everything has gone |
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The little ones must walk on |
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Look around at what we'll leave you |
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Yours to repair and try to save |
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The broken stone the withered forest |
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The sad and empty ocean wave |
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And the little ones, they must walk, on walk on |
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The little ones must walk on, walk on |
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It has no reason, it has no tense or time |
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It's human treason, it has no sense or rhyme |
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But when everything has gone |
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The little ones must walk on |
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The tinker tries, the tailor thimbles |
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The soldiers sailors give their lives |
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The rich man laughs while the poor man stumbles |
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And the thieves are sharpening their knives |
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And the little ones, they must walk, on walk on |
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The little ones must walk on, walk on |
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It has no reason, it has no tense or time |
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It's human treason, it has no sense or rhyme |
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But when everything has gone |
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The little ones must walk on |
