| Seven times I went down
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| Six times I walked back
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| And I don’t fear the dark anymore
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| 'Cause I’m become all that
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| I will be rocks, I will be water
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| I will leave this to my daughter:
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| Lift your head up in the wind
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| When you feel yourself grow colder
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| Wrap the night around your shoulders
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| And I will be with you even then
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| Even when I cannot see your face anymore
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| Don’t forget the time
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| I wooed him with red wine
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| The devil he wore such a fine, fine shirt
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| And it stayed so clean while he dragged me through the dirt
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| Now, honey, don’t trust anyone who looks you in the eye
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| Don’t take any kindness, it’s a demand in disguise
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| I have seen such things child
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| On this, and the other side
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| Words cannot show you
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| The midnight owl it does not know you
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| You will see for your sweet self
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| By and by
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| And I will be rocks, I will be water
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| I will leave this to my daughter |