| The cold light of morning
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| Brought her it’s warning
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| Calling her home
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| She walked through the daylight
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| Silent but inside
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| Heavy like stone
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| Temptation crept by her name
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| She couldn’t even look away
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| Never had the chance to change
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| Until salvation it rose
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| And looked her right in the eyes
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| It looked her right in the eyes
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| Let me take you down to the water
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| Let me take you, let me take you
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| Let me take you down to the water
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| Let me take you, let me take you
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| But the cold light of morning
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| Brought her a warning
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| Calling her home
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| She walked through the daylight
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| Silent but inside
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| Heavy like stone
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| She watched the clock tick down by the hour hand
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| Saw the fool drift by in the lower hands
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| As the light of the moon crescendo’d
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| Falling slowly down
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| But the cold light of morning
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| Brought her a warning
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| Calling her home
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| She walked through the daylight
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| Silent but inside
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| Heavy like stone
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| But when the girl got back to the house it was burning
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| A black pillar of smoke, the sky churning
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| Hands down on her knees beneath the burning trees
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| Looking for hope, but hells at her feet
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| The dream that was a fairy tale, some other life or a vision of hell
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| If every lie became a symphony, in every eye I see a blood red sea
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| I see a blood red sea
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| I see a blood red sea
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| I see a blood red sea
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| I see a blood red sea |