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Into the freeze I make my way |
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Follow a light unto the nations in my head |
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Speak not of tomorrow or yesterday |
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Let us be what we will never be again |
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On my knees in a hundred dollar suit |
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All the people came out of their shops |
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And in their cars the people watched me |
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Praying in the rain |
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Shipwrecked hearts start sailing |
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I wanna see my home again |
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I wanna see my home again |
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I still remember every day |
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Although I thought I'd forgotten everything |
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The streets in my mind still lead the way |
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And the people they still smile as they go by |
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On my knees in a hundred dollar suit |
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Some think it holy, some just crazy |
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As the lightening provides glimpses of me |
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Praying in the rain |
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Shipwrecked hearts start sailing |
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I wanna see my home again |
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Praying in the rain |
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See the ghosts start sailing |
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Wild man roams the mountains of my history |
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Deep sea flourishes with life inside my head |
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Old love, thought that you had gone away from here |
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Some think it holy, some just crazy |
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As the lightening provides glimpses of me |
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Praying in the rain |
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Shipwrecked hearts start sailing |
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I wanna see my home again |
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Praying in the rain |
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Shipwrecked hearts start sailing |
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On my knees in a hundred dollar suit |
