| Black crows circling up above
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| Crying out, «Do you hear that sound?»
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| I never thought it’d come to this
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| Paradise razed to the ground
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| Sometimes I don’t sleep at night
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| I hear the wind in the moaning trees
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| I wonder how my child will fare
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| With wars and bombs and thieves
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| The thunder has begun
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| Some are blind, but choose to see
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| Lies into the truth they weave
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| Some put their trust in faith
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| Some say, «I don’t believe»
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| But each man unto himself
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| Is an island in a raging sea
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| We’re the boat to anchor or sail
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| Of the two, which will it be?
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| A storm is gonna come
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| Who’s the one now watching you?
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| Who says your rights are wrong?
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| When the preacher and the judge align
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| A change is coming, it won’t be long
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| We may have burned a bridge too far
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| We may have run ourselves too far
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| When you look into the mirror, friend
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| What is it that you want to ask?
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| Dear Father, when you left me here
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| You lay your head in eternal sleep
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| You told me, oh, that all remains
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| Love is all we have to keep
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| A storm is gonna come (Find a haven, find a shelter)
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| A storm is gonna come (Find a port, find a harbor)
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| A storm is gonna come (Find a friend, find a lover)
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| A storm is gonna come (Find a sister, find a brother) |