| He took a bus to meet me
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| In a bar in a Tuscan hill
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| A sight I’d never seen
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| I believe in God still
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| But, wouldn’t be able to stop me if I feel like running away
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| Wouldn’t be able to stop me if I didn’t want to stay
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| And the rain fell on the houses
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| And the rain fell on the trees
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| It fell its fiercest on the skulls of the willingly deceased
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| They put money in their hearts and God where their mouth is
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| They put money in their hearts and God
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| Said he’d been sleeping lonely spending nights under the stars
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| Little darling, we’re all lonely we don’t all show our scars
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| This is my heart and my burden
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| And I would never bring you down like that
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| My heart, my burden
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| I would never bring you down with me
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| And the rain fell on the towers
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| And on the (?) swaying trees
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| And it hammered and raged on us unwillingly
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| The believers were forewarned and they ran into the storm
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| And watched the Earth’s light flicker and fail
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| They watched the Earth’s light flicker and fail
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| Flicker and
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| Flicker and fail
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| They put money in their hearts and God where their mouth is
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| They put money in their hearts and God where their mouth is
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| They put money in their hearts and God where their mouth is
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| They put money in their hearts and God |