| Calling out
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| Demanding answers
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| Pleading skies
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| Cry for hours
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| Dropping peace bombs
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| Collecting prayers
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| A sky that mirrors
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| A sky that stares as I sing
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| I have been to the mountain
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| And I have walked on his shore
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| I have seen but I can’t see him no more
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| Round 'em out, make an echo
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| Destroy the destroyer
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| And do it fast
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| That man lived in this town
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| Til that pig took him down
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| And have you heard the sound
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| Of a man stop breathing, pleading?
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| I have been to the valley
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| And I have sung all her songs
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| Watch me sing
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| Watch me sing along
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| And I say
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| I have been to the mountain
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| And I have walked on his shore
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| I have seen but I can’t see him no more |