| In the height of conversation
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| There’s a sudden situation
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| On the old and rocky road
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| There’s a place where no one goes
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| There’s a statue in the fields
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| Mother Mary gently kneels
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| Coffee spilling on the floor
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| Some say they’ve seen this day before
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| A thousand miles away for all of you who believe in faith
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| There’s an evil plan and nation and it’s calling out your name
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| So give me the drums and the bass line
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| And give me a bunk and a flashlight
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| And give me the moon and the room
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| You can have the night
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| Smoke to death in the back
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| That is the place where it’s at
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| Give me the breach to believe
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| You can have the night
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| A thousand miles away for all of you who believe in faith
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| There’s an evil plan and nation and it’s calling out your name
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| A thousand miles away for all of you who believe in faith
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| There’s voices in the air out there, they’re calling near a day
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| A thousand miles away for all of you who believe in faith
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| There’s an evil plan and nation and it’s calling out your name
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| A thousand miles away for all of you who believe in faith
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| There’s voices in the air out there, they’re calling near a day |