| Daybreak
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| Break all my bones
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| I’ll wait for them to grow
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| Then I will crawl my way out from this hole
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| The act of patience can be painfully slow
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| By daybreak you’ll be on your own
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| I had to let you go
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| 'Cause it ain’t right to keep you floating in limbo
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| As my life leads me onto uncertain roads
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| There’s an oil painting of a martyr
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| With his head served upon a plate for Kings to laugh at
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| There’s another painting of a thirty-something saint
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| Shot by arrows for his faith in one man
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| By daybreak I will have grown old
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| Just hope to God you know that I still loved you
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| Even when it didn’t show
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| And I will love you after everything erodes |