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[ti:] |
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[ar:] |
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[al:] |
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God, let her listen |
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With ears to the ground. |
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Let voiceless approval |
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Turn into sound. |
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In death there are hidden, invisible keys |
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That only when swallowed |
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Reveal where they lead. |
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Life is a mess |
| [01:08.08] |
We wake up to, |
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A single thread of a deeper truth. |
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Is this a graveyard |
| [01:34.58] |
To bury her heart? |
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Or is it a garden, |
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Where new life will start. |
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'Cause God, when life here ends, |
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We'll beg you for more. |
| [01:53.80] |
In temper we'll hate you, |
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But please keep no score. |
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Life, it is a mess we wake up to, |
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A single thread of a deeper truth |
