| I’m on your side
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| Dark days cold nights
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| This is what we’re going through
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| Keep holding on
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| I can hear your cries
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| I’m on your side
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| Dark days cold nights
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| This is what we’re going through
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| Keep holding on
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| It will be all right
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| If just for now you could focus on the roses at your feet
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| And all the poses that we keep
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| Hold them frozen in a mental feature
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| So when you sleep the only messages that creep
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| From the part of you that speaks
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| Are the words, «I am a gentle creature.»
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| Maybe then with our fingers like pens
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| We can draw upon our skin holy images of matrimony
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| But how and when seem to come now and again
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| From your brow to your chin
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| Your confession is that we are lonely
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| If we could only escape through the memories
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| That take precious moments like these
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| From a youthful heart
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| I would hold you and thank you
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| For everything that makes you a blessing
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| And see you for who you truly are
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| I’m on your side
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| Dark days cold nights
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| This is what we’re going through
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| Keep holding on
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| I can hear your cries
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| I’m on your side
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| Dark days cold nights
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| This is what we’re going through
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| Keep holding on
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| It will be alright
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| When what was
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| Rings louder then what is
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| I doubt there ever will be
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| Space for a new star
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| In all of the cosmos we focus on what cost most
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| Memories of pain in a new scar
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| Well it’s to those stars and underneath you
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| The distance these loving arms would reach
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| And when you think I’m hard to find
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| In a world without options
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| Your suddenly stopped by a stranger and find later
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| That those arms are mine
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| In a better time and place
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| A feather of Divine grace fades
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| Into white parades of free birds
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| Defined within their chase
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| I find that I’ve been waiting my whole life
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| Just to say these words
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| I’m on your side
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| Dark days cold nights
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| This is what we’re going through
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| Keep holding on
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| I can hear your cries
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| I’m on your side
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| Dark days cold nights
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| This is what we’re going through
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| Keep holding on
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| It will be all right |