| When the voice says
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| You should not stumble
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| You should not frighten
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| Or feel so ashamed
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| 'Cause all the chores are light
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| And all the psalms are wiped
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| When you smash it
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| You make it easy
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| For when you want to
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| Stand alone
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| My friends are praying
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| For a good soft reason
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| For a good soft reason
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| To make them laugh again
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| I’ll make you laugh if you want to
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| I’ll make you smile at the footsteps
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| I’ll make you laugh at the winter
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| And bring you back down to land
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| But if you stay on the wrong side
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| And if you laugh at the sunlight
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| I’m not asking for comfort
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| I’m just after the same
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| I’m just after the same
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| If you winced then
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| Why the man won’t be coming
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| If you waste us
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| It’s what we earned
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| And if you call soulless
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| About the beginnings
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| I’ll call for easiness
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| Come back to the world
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| Come back in the open
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| Stand now by the root’s life
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| Come out to show us
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| You’ll be back home again
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| Now I’m not superstitious
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| About being so alarming
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| About moving with the changes
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| About holding your hand
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| Now I believe when they told me
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| It was all down to fever
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| It’s all down to the harm that’s
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| The harm that’s in your hands
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| Harm in your hands
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| Harm in your hands
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| Now, I’m not saying that I want you
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| It’s like taking your chances
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| It’s like hoping for a straight line
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| When I’m falling into space
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| I’m just talking about the licence
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| That I’d like you to give me
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| That I’d like you to give me if
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| We all come out
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| Come in
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| Come on, dance
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| Come on, dance
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| I’m toting my whole life
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| And I’m toting the good side
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| And I hope you believe it
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| When I say I’ll see you through
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| There’s nobody will ache so much
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| There’s nobody will ache so much
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| Ache so much for you
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| I’ll make you laugh if you want to
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| I’ll make you smile at the footsteps
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| I’ll make you laugh at the winter
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| And bring you back down to land
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| But if you stay on the wrong side
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| And if you laugh at the sunlight
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| I’m not asking for comfort
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| I’m just after the same
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| I’m not superstitious
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| About being so alarming
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| About moving with the changes
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| About holding your hand
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| Now I believe when they told me
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| It was all down to fever
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| It’s all down to the harm that’s
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| The harm that’s in your hands
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| It’s the harm in your hands
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| Harm in your hands |