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Joy was her name |
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A life un-wed |
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Thirty years old |
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Never danced a step |
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She would have left these red hills far behind |
| [00:47.85] |
If not for her condition |
| [00:56.21] |
Would have left these red hills long ago |
| [00:59.80] |
If not for my condition |
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Pitiful Joy |
| [01:15.67] |
She looked away |
| [01:21.80] |
Into a hollow sky |
| [01:28.01] |
Came face to face |
| [01:33.47] |
With her own innocence surrounding her |
| [01:36.44] |
Until it never was a question |
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Innocence so suffocating |
| [01:48.05] |
Now she cannot move, no question |
| [02:17.70] |
No hope for Joy |
| [02:24.07] |
No hope or faith |
| [02:29.77] |
She wanted to go blind |
| [02:36.33] |
Wanted hope to stay |
| [02:41.42] |
I've been believing in nothing since I was born |
| [02:45.26] |
It never was a question |
| [02:53.38] |
No |
