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A tiny boy holds his father's hand, |
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Walking down the beach. |
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The waves crash, and the torches lit. |
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It's hard for him to reach. |
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But neither wants to be alone. |
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Family falls, just like tears, |
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Breaking doors, over the years |
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But neither one lets go. |
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A grown man holds his father's hand. |
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His father's on a bed. |
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Nurses come, and the doctors too. |
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It's hard for him to reach. |
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But neither wants to be alone. |
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Family falls, just like tears, |
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Breaking doors, over the years |
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But neither one lets go. |
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A tiny boy holds his father's hand, |
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Walking down the beach. |
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The waves crash, and the torches lit. |
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It's hard for him to reach. |
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But neither wants to be alone. |
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Family falls, just like tears, |
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Breaking doors, over the years |
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But neither one lets go. |
