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Will the angels sing tonight |
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Or will they perish in the shadows of this newborn light |
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Will we crumble into dust |
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Will we blow away |
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Like the ravens did yesterday |
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Can we mend this broken reed |
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Seal the doom of this house of cards |
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I only want to hear the angels laugh |
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Are they sleeping on the edge of the sky? |
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Will the candles burn all night |
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Or will the darkness engulf us and swallow our sight |
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Can we go to the same ground if the nightengale sings |
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Gather round the fountain as the churchbells ring |
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I only want to hear the angels laugh |
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Are they sleeping on the edge of the sky? |
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I only want to listen to the angels sing |
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Are they crying on the glimpse of mine eyes? |
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I only want to hear the angels laugh |
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Are they sleeping on the edge of the sky? |
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I only want to listen to the angels sing |
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Are they crying on the glimpse of mine eyes? |
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I only want to hear the angels laugh |
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Are they sleeping on the edge of the sky? |
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I only want to listen to the angels sing |
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Are they crying on the glimpse of mine eyes? |
