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Down here below |
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The winds of change are blowing |
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Through the weary night. |
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I prayed my soul will find me |
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Shining in the morning light, |
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Down here below. |
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Down here below, |
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It's not so easy |
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Just to be. |
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Sometimes I'm really all at sea. |
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You made me when the world was new |
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And skies were blue |
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And I'm here because there's you. |
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They say I'll never see your face |
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And we're out there from your grace, |
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The one you fashioned with your hand, |
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And scattered all across the land, |
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But I am happy just to know |
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That you must go |
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Where I must go |
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For there are winds and scars to show |
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Livin' here down here below |
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Down here below, |
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The setting sun is shining |
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On the melancholy mood. |
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I hear the distant thunder |
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And the crying of the blue |
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Down where below |
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I'm yours alone |
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The only one to call my own |
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The only one I've ever known |
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Sometimes I see you |
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Standing there |
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Sometimes I'm freer. |
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And you are here, |
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Down here with me, |
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You made me just the way a hear, |
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Or less feeling, eyes to see |
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A strange embrace, a simple hand, |
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A spirit free that says: "I can", |
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And I'm happy just to know |
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That you will go |
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Where I must go, |
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For you send me this I know |
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Living here, down here below, |
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Living here, down here below, |
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Living here, down here below. |