| I was walking far from home
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| Where the names were not burned along the wall
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| Saw a building, high as heaven
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| But the door was so small, door was so small
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| I saw rainclouds, little babies
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| And a bridge that had tumbled to the ground
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| I saw sinners making music
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| And I dreamt of that sound, dreamt of that sound
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| I was walking far from home
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| But I carried your letters all the while
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| I saw lovers in a window
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| Whisper want me like time, want me like time
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| I saw sickness bloom in fruit trees
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| I saw blood and a bit of it was mine
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| I saw children in a river
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| But their lips were still dry, lips were still dry
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| I was walking far from home
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| And I found your face mingled in the crowd
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| Saw a boat-full of believers
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| Sail off talking too loud, talking too loud
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| I saw sunlight on the water
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| Saw a bird fall like a hammer from the sky
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| An old woman on a speed train
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| She was closing her eyes, closing her eyes
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| I saw flowers on a hillside
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| And a millionaire pissing on the lawn
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| Saw a prisoner take a pistol
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| And say join me in song, join me in song
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| Saw a car crash in the country
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| Where the prayers run like weeds along the road
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| I saw strangers stealing kisses
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| Giving only their clothes, only their clothes
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| Saw a white dog chase it’s tail
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| And a pair of hearts carved into a stone
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| I saw kindness and an angel
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| Crying «take me back home, take me back home»
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| Saw a highway, saw an ocean
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| I saw widows in the temple to the Lord
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| Naked dancers in the city
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| How they spoke for us all, spoke for us all
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| I saw loaded linen tables
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| And a motherless colt then it was gone
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| I saw hungry brothers waiting
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| With the radio on, radio on
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| I was walking far from home
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| Where the names were not burned along the wall
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| Saw a wet road form a circle
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| And it came like a call, came like a call from the Lord |