| I walk down these city streets
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| Just a lonely man inspired
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| Hoping God will send me water down
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| To quench this burning fire
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| If i left here for the mountain
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| A monastery man
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| Things will stay the same so I’ll remain
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| And show just who I am Seeing things around me Bonnie and Clyde
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| Graffiti with no message
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| Doctors, medicines, or pride
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| But it doesn’t really matter
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| They’re blowin' in the wind
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| On the cover of a magazine
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| Hallelujah
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| Babylon is falling
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| Babylon is falling
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| I try to wash my dirty hands
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| But they won’t come off the water
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| Hopin' truth will make me clean and then
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| Redeem my sons and daughters
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| Though they’re not yet on the very highway
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| Pass along below
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| That’s why I left my memories far behind the lazy road
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| Seems so simple
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| Future’s the past
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| The present all the things we holdin' on to make them last
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| But it doesn’t really maeeaahhh (matter)
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| Blow eeeahh (blowin in the wind)
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| Couuhaaahhh (with they’re head high)
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| Hallelujah
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| Babylon is falling
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| Babylon is falling
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| Ahhhhh…
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| Hallelujah |