| There’s a traitor in our midst
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| We’re all orphans of the storm
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| Safely stranded here together
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| Some have died but some were born
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| And everyone does their best
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| And you take what you get
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| But when the Limited airmail came it surprised me with
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| A picture postcard of a mourning dove
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| When I looked at the back it said: Dave
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| Holding on, it’s gonna take some time
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| But I will love you through the horror and lies
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| Arm in arm through the darkest night
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| I will love you, and eternity’s mine
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| If only tunnels were not collapsing
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| And the sun would not turn black
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| If only summertime wasn’t ending
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| And the dogs would lose my track
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| But apparently that’s just life
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| And you take what you get
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| Or is necessity pushing way too hard now?
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| But I’ve got that picture postcard here
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| Reminding me, when I get pushed down, I read: Dave
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| Holding on, it’s gonna take some time
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| But I will love you through the horror and lies
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| Arm in arm through the darkest night
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| I will love you, and eternity’s mine
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| But you just don’t quit
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| Carry me, carry me
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| No you just don’t quit
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| So every morning, every day
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| When I don’t feel the sunshine this will be me
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| Holding on, it’s gonna take some time
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| But I will love you through the horror and lies
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| Arm in arm though the darkest nights
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| I’ll be near you and eternity’s mine
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| Holding on, it’s gonna take some time
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| But I will love you through the horror and lies
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| Arm in arm though the darkest nights
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| I will love you and eternity’s mine |