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Tip toe through |
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Tireless peace |
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Come and go, |
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Leave your toys and sweets |
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When, if I had a place |
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You could visit me |
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Read fairy tales, play |
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Hide and go seek |
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Cliff faces are far too steep |
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Even though we try to |
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Smile through our teeth |
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This surface is not so deep |
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Although we have our |
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Secrets to keep |
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Tightropes are seldom |
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Too weak |
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Say I've lost my shoes or |
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I have cold feet |
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Say stranger how did we meet |
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And who will hear us |
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When we start to speak |
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Our shadows are still |
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Out on the street |
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My skin is still as |
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White as a sheet |
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Our time is short and fleet |
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Empty pockets, trick or treat |
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We all need food to eat |
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Friend or foe we all go to sleep |
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Life away from home is |
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Far from cheap |
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So look long now before you leap |
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So soldier please have a seat |
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You're only alive while |
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Your own heart beats |
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There will always be |
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Wolves among the sheep |
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But what's left of the |
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Earth will be ploughed |
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By the meek |
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Ploughed by the meek |