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I could hear them talking as I was layin' in that hole |
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With a mountain of trouble weighing on my soul |
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They all stood around kicking dirt on my grave |
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It's a miracle I'm standing here today |
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I'm walking among the living again |
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I'm talkin' and breathing forgiving of my sins |
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Finding new faith in the arms of old friends |
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I'm walking among the living |
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Now the morning sun is warmer on my skin |
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I'm hearing nature's song, smelling flowers again |
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This world is so much brighter than I've ever known |
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And I swear I heard angels |
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When I rolled away the stone |
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I'm walking among the living again |
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I'm talkin' and breathing forgiving of my sins |
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Finding new faith in the arms of old friends |
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I'm walking among the living |
