| We built our home out on the slopes
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| Pompeii beneath, she lay above
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| How she haunted our home
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| How she haunted our home
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| You were a god in my eyes
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| Above the clouds, above the skies
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| You were a god in my eyes
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| You were a god
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| You took me walking through the town
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| Showed me the statues underground
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| Said just don’t they look in peace
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| Sometimes I wish that was me
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| And I was the son you always had
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| Tugging at your coat when you were sad
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| I was the son you always had
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| I was the son you always had
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| Oh please, just don’t cry
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| Hold your head up high
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| She would want you to
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| She would want you to
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| And just don’t cry
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| Hold your head up high
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| She would want you to
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| She would want you to
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| You said stay in the car and wait
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| There’s just some things I have to say
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| Don’t you know I miss her too
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| I miss her just as much as you
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| So my father and my son
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| As you end what you’ve begun
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| You’ll lie patient by her side
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| Roses red come lilies white
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| I was too young to understand
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| Flowers slipping from your hands
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| I was too young to understand
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| I was too young to understand
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| I was too young to understand
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| The flowers sleeping in her hands
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| I was too young to understand
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| I was too young to understand
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| Don’t cry
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| Hold your head up high
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| She would want you to
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| She would want you to
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| Please, just don’t cry
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| Hold your head up high
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| She would want you to
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| She would want you to
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| And just don’t cry
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| Hold your head up high
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| She would want you to
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| She would want you to
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| Please, just don’t cry
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| Hold your head up high
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| She would want you to
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| She would want you to |