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[ti:concrete angle] |
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[ar:martina mcbride] |
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[al:] |
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She walks to school with a lunch she packed |
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Nobody knows what she's holding back; |
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Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday, |
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She hides the bruises with the linen and lace; |
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oh |
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The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask, |
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It's hard to see the pain behind the mask; |
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Bearing the burdon of a secret storm, |
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Sometimes she wishes she was never born; |
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Through the wind and the rain, |
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She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above; |
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But her dreams give her wings |
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and she flies to a place where she's loved. |
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Concrete Angel |
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Somebody cries in the middle of the night, |
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The neighbors hear but they turn out the lights; |
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A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate, |
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When morning comes it will be too late. |
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Through the wind and the rain, |
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She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above; |
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But her dreams give her wings |
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and she flies to a place where she's loved. |
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Concrete Angel |
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A statue stands in a shaded place, |
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An angel girl with an upturned face; |
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Her name is written on a polished rock, |
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A broken heart that the world forgot. |
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Through the wind and the rain, |
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She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above; |
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But her dreams give her wings |
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and she flies to a place where she's loved. |
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Concrete Angel |
