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A dark cloud weighs over his tired mind |
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It follows him all around through thick and thin |
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Draining those who cannot swim |
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Love left him longing for another life |
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Where his hidden treasures will be found |
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But no one speaks the language on the map that leads to his heart |
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Oh, his heart... |
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With eyes shut he leans over the tower side |
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For a chance to leave his sorry life that flashes by |
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As his body hits the ground |
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His last thought, and the beating of his heart |
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Glory, the angels sing |
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Finally he feels nothing |
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And may his soul be praised, hallelujah |
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Glory, the angels sing |
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Finally he feels nothing |
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And may his soul be praised, hallelujah |
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Oh, his heart... |
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The storm cloud leaves his young but tired mind |
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And leaves his body to be found by passer-bys |
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His bones broken on the ground |
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The weight loss and relief of his heart |