| When, when I am down
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| I lay my hands upon this ground
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| For the thousandth time
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| I call him in, his earth is mine
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| Before I make the offering
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| Remember all the faces that I’ve seen
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| Now all the marks have settled on my skin
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| From all the different places that I’ve been
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| That I’ve been
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| And I feel the light for the very first time
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| Not anybody knows that I am lucky to be alive
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| And I feel the light for the very first time
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| Not anybody knows that I am lucky to be alive
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| War inside my mind
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| Behind my eyes, is coming down
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| And for the thousandth time
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| I feel too numb to even mind
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| Before I make the offering
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| Remember all the faces that I’ve seen
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| Now all the marks have settled on my skin
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| From all the different places that I’ve been
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| That I’ve been
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| And I feel the light for the very first time
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| Not anybody knows that I am lucky to be alive
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| And I feel the light for the very first time
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| Not anybody knows that I am lucky to be alive
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| I, I don’t know where I am, or where I’ll go
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| Where to even begin when I know
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| What lies behind makes no sense in my mind
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| But I know that it’s time to let go, oh
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| And I feel the light for the very first time
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| Not anybody knows that I am lucky to be alive
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| And I feel the light for the very first time
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| Not anybody knows that I am lucky to be alive
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| I’m lucky to be alive
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| I’m lucky to be alive |