| Sometimes days are dark
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| Sometimes nights are long
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| Sometimes all that you can do is just keep hanging on
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| Staying strong, 'til the grey is gone
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| Everybody’s seen a little, been through a little bit of hell
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| Lord knows I’ve felt the flames myself
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| Might be a song you sing
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| Or John 3:16
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| Might be a long walk, or a phone call
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| From a long, lost friend
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| Might be a steel horse ride
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| Or just cry, cry, cry
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| You just do what you gotta do
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| To get you through the blue
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| We don’t fight the fire
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| We don’t drag the chain
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| That ties us all like a cannonball
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| Through all the pain, just find a way right out the way
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| Everybody looking for, praying for a little bit of life
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| Whatever gets you through the long, dark night
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| Might be a song you sing
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| Or John 3:16
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| Might be a long walk, or a phone call
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| From a long, lost friend
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| Might be a steel horse ride
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| Or just cry, cry, cry
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| You just do what you gotta do
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| To get you through the blue
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| Might be a song you sing
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| Or John 3:16
|
| Might be a long walk, or a phone call
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| From a long, lost friend
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| Might be a steel horse ride
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| Or just cry, cry, cry
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| You just do what you gotta do
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| To get you through the blue
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| To get you through the blue
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| To get you through the blue
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| To get you through the blue |