| If they take my hand
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| Will it be to burn me or to say 'amen'
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| We beckon so we can make amends
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| And with the same flip of the hand we curse our friends
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| Where it’s all a blur, you are the hard line
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| In the disorder, you are the peace sign
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| It’s getting hard to know
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| If I’m on the tracks or off the beaten road
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| When no truth ever easily shows
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| So I’ll follow you no matter where you go And when it’s all a blur, you ore the hard line
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| In the disorder, you are the peace sign
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| And when the riots stir, you are the sound mind
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| And in the disorder, you are the peace sign
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| I can’t tell if they’re laughing at me or with
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| Me All these hints and subtleties they got me on My knees
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| Begging for serenity
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| And when it’s all a blur, you are the hard line
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| In the disorder, you ore the peace sign
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| And when the riots stir, you are the sound mind
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| And in the disorder, you ore the peace sign
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| And when it’s all a blur, you ore the peace sign
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| And in the disorder, you ore the peace sign |