| Oh like a hero who’s fallen down
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| Still a man a touch the ground yes, yes
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| And like the angel whose lost it’s world
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| They might a disappear from dem atmosphere, yeah
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| Oh higher than the eagle come flying
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| Mountain come sighing
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| Eagle come flying, mountain come sighing
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| Travelling over foot beyond ya
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| Breaking them with thunder
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| For tears of which them after, oh!
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| Livith upon a rock and stone
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| Livith upon a rock and stone
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| Them use to cry, from them tear dem sight
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| Oh-oh-oh Lord, we might not chose dem
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| Oh-oh-oh Jah, our mind is sleeping
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| Oh-oh-oh Lord, they could a stumble
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| Oh-oh-oh Jah, here they come a, come a, come a… |