| I swear I seen the light, and it ain’t comin' from above
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| And I’ve seen the sadness in the eyes of the people that I love
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| I’ve walked these empty streets lookin' for the lost and found
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| And I ran along for miles and miles and never landed on sacred ground
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| We all need a place to go, we all need shelter from the storm
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| And we all want a hand to guide us, to free us from our hearts of stone
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| Storm clouds on the horizon, the wind’s starting to shift
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| Hell or high water raining down on all of us
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| Hell and high water coming down on everyone
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| Hell or high water raining down on all of us
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| Hell and high water coming down on everyone
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| Hell and high water
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| The ceiling is leaking through a hole in your head
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| And we all swim in our problems, we all drown in our regrets
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| The weatherman is calling for 100 days of rain
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| And we’re all servin' somebody, we all have debts we can never pay
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| Storm clouds on the horizon, the winds are starting to shift
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| Hell or high water raining down on all of us
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| Hell and high water coming down on everyone
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| Hell or high water raining down on all of us
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| Hell and high water coming down on everyone
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| Hell and high water
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| Hell or high water
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| Storm clouds on the horizon, looks like we been set adrift
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| Hell or high water raining down on all of us
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| Hell and high water coming down on everyone
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| Hell or high water raining down on all of us
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| Hell and high water coming down on everyone
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| Hell and high water
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| Hell or high water |