| I came from the hills with a tear in my eye
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| The winter closed in and the crows filled the sky
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| The houses were burning in flames gold and red
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| The people were running with eyes full of dread
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| Ah, my James
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| They didn’t have to do this
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| We chased them for miles, I had tears in my eyes
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| Through forest and moor, as the clouds filled the sky
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| The storm broke upon us with fury and flame
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| Both hunters and hunted washed down in the rain
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| Ah, my James
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| They didn’t have to do this
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| I know I can never return
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| To the time of hope when I was born
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| Let the strength of peace run through my hand
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| When we walk away from the storm’s roar
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| Then I will be afraid no more
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| And now I’m sure of where I stand
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| Let the strength of peace run through this land
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| And nobody smiled as we took back our own
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| While rain beat upon us, the thunder would moan
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| And nobody smiled when we knew what was lost
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| We knew well enough only time proves the cost
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| Ah, my James
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| They didn’t have to do this
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| Ah, my James
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| They didn’t have to do this
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| I know I can never return
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| To the time of hope when I was born
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| Let the strength of peace run through my hand
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| When we walk away from the storm’s roar
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| Then I will be afraid no more
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| And now I’m sure of where I stand
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| Let the strength of peace run through this land |