| The picketer told us
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| «Don't kill your kid»
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| In another word we didn’t
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| But in this one we did
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| The drunk words of the Jesus freak
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| Made me dream about our baby
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| The blunt force of a man’s belief
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| Makes me dream of what we buried
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| I held your hand as our girl was born
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| She had your mouth and she had my eyes
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| We taught her to sing, to sing
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| And how to play piano
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| By your side I held your hand
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| By your side I stood like a man
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| We raised up a righteous seed to heaven
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| We raised up a righteous seed together
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| The picketer told us
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| «Don't kill your kid»
|
| In another word we didn’t
|
| But in this one we did
|
| The drunk words of the Jesus freak
|
| Made me dream about our baby
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| The blunt force of a man’s belief
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| Makes me dream of what we buried
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| By your side as our boy was born
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| We’ve lost our new little glistening friend
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| Not in love, never in love
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| No longer even lovers
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| Still I held your hand as a friend
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| Still I stood by you as a friend
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| We raised up a righteous seed to heaven
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| We raised up a righteous seed together
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| The picketer told us
|
| «Don't kill your kid»
|
| In another word we didn’t
|
| But in this one we did
|
| The drunk words of the Jesus freak
|
| Made me dream about our baby
|
| The blunt force of a man’s belief
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| Makes me dream of what we buried
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| God knows we did no wrong
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| But something has died
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| Thank God we have a choice
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| But something has died
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| I’m by your side if you need to cry
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| God knows we did no wrong
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| But something has died
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| Thank God we have a choice
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| But something has died
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| I’m by your side if you need to cry
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| I’m by your side if you need to cry
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| I’m by your side if you need to cry
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| I’m by your side if you need to cry… |