| Through the shadows, dark as shame
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| I can still hear your voice falling down with the rain
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| Washing memories from the trees
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| 'Till this road’s covered over and lost in the leaves
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| Careless children, fresh as sin
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| I was your trouble and you were my friend
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| Sweet as rain on hallowed ground
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| And one endless summer that ended somehow
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| Heal the old wounds, lay me down
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| Take me home to hallowed ground
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| On the water, on the wind
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| Where the dream is born again
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| Oh, carry me home
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| I walked the long road 'till I found
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| Each step took me further from where I was bound
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| Bruised and broken in my soul
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| And longing for something that we used to know, oh
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| Heal the old wounds, lay me down
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| Take me home to hallowed ground
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| On the water, on the wind
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| Where the dream is born again
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| Oh, carry me home
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| We were chasing the gray wind
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| And wasting our days in the sun
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| But stand and deliver
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| And peace like a river will run
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| I walked the long road 'till I found
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| Each step took me further from where I was bound, oh
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| Heal the old wounds, lay me down
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| Take me home to hallowed ground
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| On the water, on the wind
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| Where the dream is born again, oh
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| Heal the old wounds, lay me down
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| Take me home to hallowed ground
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| On the water, on the wind
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| Where the dream is born again
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| Whoa, carry me home
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| Carry me home
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| Play the blues boy
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| Yeah, bring it on home
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| Whoa, yeah |