| There’s a different time comin'
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| A bad taste in the wind
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| The panhandle’s burning and
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| The winter’s blowing in
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| Hard times for the stranger:
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| No one keeps them anymore
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| No one learns their lesson
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| They just bar the door
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| Trees on the greenbelt turn a Lipton brown
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| Justice just in letter…
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| No salvation from the weather…
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| I hope we are together when it all comes down
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| I hope I am with you when it all comes down
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| On the day the phones go dead
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| Before the hungry come around
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| When the big boys loose their manners
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| And the children torch the town
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| I hope I am with you when it all comes down
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| Tell John he was right
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| And carry what you can
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| From the city’s stock of stories
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| Stacked till they can’t stand
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| Ramona has a closet
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| Full of cans she keeps around
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| She says she’s scared of starving
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| When it all comes down
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| I hope I am with you when it all comes down
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| On the day the phones go dead
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| Before the hungry come around
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| When the big boys loose their manners
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| And the children torch the town
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| I hope I am with you when it all comes down
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| No one cares for the fallen;
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| The clinics doors are locked
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| No one here remembers—
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| Cassandra’s cries are mocked
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| Beating plows into pistols
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| Planting brothers 'neath the ground
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| A hollow harvest rises:
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| It all comes down
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| I hope I am with you when it all comes down
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| On the day the phones go dead
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| Before the hungry come around
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| When the big boys loose their manners
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| And the children torch the town
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| I hope I am with you when it all comes down
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| I hope you understand
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| Why I’ve chosen now to call
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| I know that we agreed to
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| Let this conversation fall
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| But there’s different times comin'
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| Hard times to be alone
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| I hope that you can hear me
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| I hope you find this stone
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| There’s just what you brought with you
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| And can wrap your arms around
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| If the Rapture doesn’t take you
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| I will not forsake you
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| I hope I am with you when it all comes down
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| I hope I am with you when it all comes down
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| On the day the phones go dead
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| Before the hungry come around
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| I’ll leave nothing but a letter
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| For those I would be found:
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| «I've gone to be with you when it all comes down.» |