| Everyone knows the struggle
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| How many more songs to come from?
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| I don’t know how to come and
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| I don’t know where I’m going
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| All of these doors are closing
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| I don’t know what You’re doing
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| Will it go away
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| Cause we don’t have the answers
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| Cause He didn’t take the cancer
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| We can’t pay the ransom
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| But you fall away
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| When sorrows falling down like rain
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| When I can hardly take the pain
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| All I know is, I will sing to You
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| I will sing
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| Yeah, how does she still sing with the sting of prognosis?
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| Scars will not close and the wound will not open
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| How can he still dream with a string of felonies?
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| It’s realler than Tel Aviv
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| A settle deep of emotion
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| But a caged bird has a song
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| And Lynda, you had the heart of God
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| And until you’re last breath
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| Never seen someone seem so alive on their deathbed
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| So you sing of His promises
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| So you singing in the darkest area
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| We’ll sing until the promises heal you
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| I’ll sing over you my friend
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| And we don’t have the answers
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| And we don’t fly forever
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| And we still have a heaven
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| I’ll come back to You
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| When sorrows falling down like rain
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| When I can hardly take the pain
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| I will lift up my voice to You
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| I will sing to You
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| When I don’t understand it all
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| When all my strength has finally stopped
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| I will lift up my voice and
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| I will sing to You
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| I will sing to You
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| Glory, Glory, be thou exalted
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| Lover of my soul
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| We owe it all to You
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| We owe it all to You
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| He who has a tear let him hear that I am here
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| Kneel when nobody else will, I’ll still
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| Let my voice carry you through the void
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| I tarry you through the forest that buries the fruits of death, fear
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| I will ask for you across the espora
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| Taking you back home like Dafor
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| Can’t foil the plan, you can’t spoil your fans
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| The land broil, hand toil
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| Every Lilly in his field, he’s that loyal
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| All night I couldn’t sleep
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| Thinking about all the joy that I couldn’t keep
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| All these holes in my heart it just seems
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| I’ve been pierced more times than I can speak
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| Got another hole from a friend last week
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| Lord Lord, why so many holes in me?
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| Then I saw the hands that were holding me
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| He said I know you, son I got holes too
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| When sorrows falling down like rain
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| When I can hardly take the pain
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| I will lift up my voice to You
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| I will sing to You
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| When I don’t understand it all
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| When all my strength has finally stopped
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| I will lift up my voice and
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| I will sing to You
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| I will sing to You
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| All and all
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| We owe it all and all
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| All that is and needs to come
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| We owe it all to You
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| We give You all and all
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| We owe it all and all
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| All that is and is to come
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| We owe it all to You |