| We walked the narrow path,
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| beneath the smoking skies.
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| Sometimes you can barely tell the difference
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| between darkness and light.
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| Do you have faith
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| in what we believe?
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| The truest test is when we cannot,
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| when we cannot see. |
| I hear pounding feet in the,
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| in the streets below, and the,
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| and the women crying and the,
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| and the children know that there,
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| that there’s something wrong,
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| and it’s hard to believe that love will prevail.
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| Oh it won’t rain all the time.
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| The sky won’t fall forever.
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| And though the night seems long,
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| your tears won’t fall forever.
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| Oh, when I’m lonely,
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| I lie awake at night
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| and I wish you were here.
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| I miss you.
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| Can you tell me
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| is there something more to believe in?
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| Or is this all there is?
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| In the pounding feet, in the,
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| In the streets below, and the,
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| And the window breaks and,
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| And a woman falls, there’s,
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| There’s something wrong, it’s,
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| It’s so hard to believe that love will prevail.
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| Oh it won’t rain all the time.
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| The sky won’t fall forever.
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| And though the night seems long,
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| your tears won’t fall, your tears won’t fall, your tears won’t fall
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| forever.
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| Last night I had a dream.
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| You came into my room,
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| you took me into your arms.
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| Whispering and kissing me,
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| and telling me to still believe.
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| But then the emptiness of a burning sea against which we see
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| our darkest of sadness.
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| Until I felt safe and warm.
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| I fell asleep in your arms.
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| When I awoke I cried again for you were gone.
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| Oh, can you hear me?
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| It won’t rain all the time.
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| The sky won’t fall forever.
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| And though the night seems long,
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| your tears won’t fall forever.
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| It won’t rain all the time
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| The sky won’t fall forever.
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| And though the night seems long,
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| your tears won’t fall, your tears won’t fall,
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| your tears won’t fall
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| forever. |