| Safe in the arms that hold your every move
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| They’ve been waiting here for you
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| You’ve been weighing down the time
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| In a place they tried to forget
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| In a face they’d grow to regret
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| They pulled down, they pulled down the shades
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| Crawling
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| Lord, they’re crawling
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| Can you save them now they’re crawling?
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| Would you catch them if they’re falling?
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| Do you hear them when they’re calling?
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| The water down here swells with the seeds of decay
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| Through the years
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| The sins of our fathers swept our love
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| For each other away
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| In the tide, in the tide, in the tide of tears
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| Snakes in suits conduct their interviews
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| Bodies floating down the avenue
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| And it’s our sickness, and it’s our sickness to blame
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| Ain’t no party blue or red
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| Where innocence for naught is shed
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| And it’s our choices, and it’s our voices to be heard
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| Drowning
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| Lord, they’re drowning
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| And the good Lord is frowning
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| And them dark clouds are surrounding
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| We must decide
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| The water out here swells with the seeds of decay
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| Through the years
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| Have the sings of our fathers swept our love
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| For each other away?
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| In the tide, in the tide, in the tide, in the tide
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| Tide of tears now
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| Tide of tears now
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| In the tide, in the tide
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| Oh, yeah
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| While there’s life, there’s hope for change
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| As a culture now got to rearrange
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| Ain’t no blind eye left to turn
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| Lying
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| Lord, they’re lying
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| And the children keep dying
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| Whil the mothers are crying
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| Don’t you know we should be trying
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| The water down here swells with the sins of decay
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| The sins of our fathers swept our love, our love away
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| In the tide, in the tide, in the tide, in the tide of tears |