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Pitching - Hope And Social |
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All that I know now |
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I'm pitching far too high |
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I cannot behold |
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The gilted angel's robe |
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The guilted pierced soul |
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I cannot behold |
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And the heavens roll |
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And the trumpets blow |
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And the sun outside burns this uncertain soul |
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All my learning stops |
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Whilst trying to join the dots |
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That pin-prick the night |
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Sun streams its life through the glass |
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Scriptures and sermons elapse |
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Suddenly I'm with you |
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I'm old enough now to decide |
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To leap out and loosen these ties |
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But something is grounding me |
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And it's something I like |
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And the heavens roll |
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And the trumpets blow |
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And the sun outside burns this uncertain soul |
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And the heavens roll |
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And the trumpets blow |
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And the sun outside burns this uncertain soul |