| Grab your heart we need to leave
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| There’s no time to cry or grieve
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| For the fallen family tree
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| Rise above the flooding plain
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| Crouching low to duck the flame
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| Generations against the grain
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| Up in smoke and down the drain
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| If the fire, if the flood
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| Burns the tree and thins the blood
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| If your tears don’t want to dry
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| I can help you cry
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| Through the night
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| Through the night and day
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| I can’t your pain away
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| But I can help you cry
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| We’ll cut the branch from this tree
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| Carve a place for you and me A wooden seat that we can string
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| From a branch where we can swing
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| We’ll take this block of wood
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| Carve it down and sand it good
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| When finished it will be A souvenir of the family tree
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| And if the fire, if the flood
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| Burns the tree and thins the blood
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| If your tears don’t wanna dry
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| I can help you cry
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| Through the night
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| Through the night and day
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| I can’t take your pain away
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| But I can help you cry
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| Through the night
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| Through the night and day
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| I can’t take your pain away
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| I can try but
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| God help me please
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| Come save the family tree
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| My friends I broke them all
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| When falling off the wall
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| In the ash I found an ember
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| Something warm to help remember
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| A block of wood that used to be
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| A strong tall family tree
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| A strong tall family tree
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| Blowing in the breeze
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| Cry through the night
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| Through the night and day
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| I can’t take your pain away
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| But I can help you cry
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| Through the night
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| Through the night and day
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| I can’t take your pain away
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| But I can help you cry |