| In the blackness of the night
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| I seem to wander endlessly
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| with a hope burning out deep inside
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| I m a fugitive, community has driven me out
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| For this bad, bad world I m beginning to doubt
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| I m alone and there is no one by my side
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| In the blackness of the night
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| I see a shadow passing by from the heels of an old soldier boy.
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| There s no comprimising
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| and his eyes are black as the sky
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| For this bad, bad world he is going to die.
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| He s alone and there is no one by his side
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| In the blackness of the night
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| I see a sparkle of a star
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| from the sweet silver tear of a child
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| and she s clutching at a photograph of long, long ago
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| When her parents were happy she was too young to know
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| she s alone and there is no one by her side
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| I m alone and there is no one by my side
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| In the blackness of the night
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| I seem to wander endlessly
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| with a hope burning out deep inside
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| I m a fugitive, community has driven me out
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| For this bad, bad world I m beginning to doubt
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| I m alone, and there is no one by my side |