| Predestination, not a thing that you’d plan
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| Misunderstanding, or a line in the sand
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| Thunder & lightning, did God have a hand
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| Wasn’t it frightening, wasn’t it sad
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| Would it have mattered, it the timing was bad
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| Something surprising, or nothing so sad
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| A night at the Wiskey, or was I just mad
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| Was it intended, why was I so glad
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| Was it so lovely, did it seem real
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| Was there a purpose, I just can’t tell you
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| It was always darkness, time was never on your side
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| That’s the rock of ages, and I could tell you why
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| I’d talk about the daytime, and tell you 'bout the night
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| You’ll have to live in darkness to get some piece of mind
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| Don’t try to make the darkness bright, night will always dim the light
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| Something is a happening, nothing ain’t right
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| I’ve been a waiting, a waiting all night
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| Is it on purpose, who know if you might
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| I’m biting my nails, right through to the bone
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| I seem to be dripping my blood on the phone
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| It was always darkness, time was never on your side
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| That’s the rock of ages, and I could tell you why
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| I’d talk about the daytime, and tell you 'bout the night
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| You’ll have to live in darkness to get some piece of mind
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| Don’t try to make the darkness bright, night will always dim the light
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| If I could tell you I might as well
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| If it was heard, the honest word
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| But you should know, like no one knows
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| The words, just can’t be heard
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| Now it don’t matter, it’s too late to care
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| It’s something you’d saviour, leave up in the air
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| You can’t criticise it, it wouldn’t be fair
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| You couldn’t do that, you’d be such a bore
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| It’s only the thinking, that altered the score
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| It was always darkness, time was never on your side
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| That’s the rock of ages, and I could tell you why
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| I’d talk about the daytime, and tell you 'bout the night
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| You’ll have to live in darkness to get some piece of mind
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| Don’t try to make the darkness bright, night will always dim the light |