| When fate has seen you
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| On the stage of life
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| (resilient and repressed)
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| When angels receive you
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| In their house of light
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| (reinvented and distressed)
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| That is when we know that your a hero
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| When you walk through fire
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| And fear zero
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| Just Like old blue eyes
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| You’ve gone your own way
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| On broken highways
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| You have made your name
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| And carved out sidewalks
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| That people now stand upon
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| Cause True Rebels
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| Walk alone
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| You are the Saint
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| Of lonely hearts
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| When life has got you
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| In a stranglehold
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| (fearful and depressed)
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| Your only friends are
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| People that you owe
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| (and frankly they’re under duress)
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| That is when you get down on your knees
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| And get release from your lonely heart disease)
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| Like John the Baptist
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| You have made the way
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| For the unbelievers and their restless hate
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| But still you cover them
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| Yes, you bury them with grace
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| And yes you walk alone
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| Your the saint of Lonely Hearts |