| The angel Moroni asleep in the carport
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| With the newspaper under his arm
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| It seems I was late to deliver his car keys
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| So it looks like we are staying behind
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| Was Lucifer bashful
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| In hiding his face from the Lord
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| Dear Jesus, forgive me
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| I’m only doing as I was told
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| For as it is written
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| I will soon one day face my own fire
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| And this world will go with me
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| If I can just get them all on my side
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| Carry me over rainbows and Rainier
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| Carry me over rainbows and Rainier
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| I was late to the parlor
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| When the wind it blew forward
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| And demanded we get out of town
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| So me and Moroni
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| Took the keys to the steeple
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| And awaited Armageddon to go down
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| Place your queens on the table
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| Who are weeping for your daughters
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| Who are waiting for their Sunday to return
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| Every heart will be broken
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| Prophetic poems spoken
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| From the mouths of every baby to be born
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| Carry me over rainbows and Rainier
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| Carry me over rainbows and Rainier
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| Let your cries be of joy
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| May it always and forever fill the void
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| And allow my heart some room
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| May it be so that you’ll one day need me soon
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| My wheels in a turning
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| And my back to the window
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| I collected every wave from the shore
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| I forgot I was human…
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| As I laid up my emotions
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| And I knocked them like dishes to the floor
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| Carry me over rainbows and Rainier
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| Carry me over rainbows and Rainier |