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I came here to see the stained glass |
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And God raising his hand in the temple's window |
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A ray of light is shinning through |
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The divine soul's prism in the temple's window |
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Inevitable events |
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Make me sick |
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I cannot pull myself together |
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I'm smashed to pieces |
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A ray of light shining through |
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I have my doubts |
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I came here to see the stained glass |
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And God raising his hand in the temple's window |
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A ray of light is shinning through |
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The divine soul's prism in the temple's window |
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I'm observing the autumn from hiding |
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I can see it in the temple's window |
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I came here for the smell of old wood |
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And warmth of marble floor |
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While seeking a way home |
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I came here to see the stained glass |
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And God raising his hand in the temple's window |
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A ray of light is shinning through |
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The divine soul's prism in the temple's window |