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He was there the night the wall came down. |
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He lost her in the endless crowd, |
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in the shadow of St. Stephen's cross. |
| [00:57.500] |
He sent cries aloft for his fellow man, |
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his fingers slipping from her hand, |
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the rain clouds prowling overhead. |
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|
| [01:33.610] |
She was there the night the wall came down. |
| [01:39.640] |
She faded into that newborn crowd |
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like a warning of what could be lost. |
| [01:53.790] |
Through the perforated night she ran, |
| [02:00.630] |
her fingers slipping from his hand, |
| [02:06.720] |
and she breathed in freedom |
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before daylight tread. |
| [02:16.440] |
|
| [02:57.550] |
They were there the night the wall was drowned |
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in the surging of that tidal crowd: |
| [03:09.120] |
an old world made new |
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on the same holy ground. |
| [03:18.130] |
|
| [03:19.020] |
She found him standing, looking lost |
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in the shadow of St. Stephen's cross, |
| [03:28.920] |
and he closed his eyes and heard no sound |
| [03:37.550] |
but her breathing warm against his mouth. |
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