| Out on the street you don’t feel safe
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| In a crowded plaza you’re alone
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| In this life you love and you hate sometimes
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| A prisoner of glass and stone
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| You reach for smells and sounds
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| That hold you and earth you down
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| Your heart’s too fast and breaking inside
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| Your head spins you vicious little lies
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| Yeah, but I’m on your side
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| Yeah, I’m on your side
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| Black dogs and blues move on
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| You’ll head away for oceans once more
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| Where nothing is lost or is won
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| We lighten our load for the shore
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| The hope I sing rings true
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| Because in this world there is you
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| Like the ebb and the flow of the tide
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| You’ll take the blues in your stride
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| Yeah, and I’m on your side
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| Yeah, I’m on your side
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| I see a warrior who’s walking in light
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| I see poetry and songs sung true
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| I see courage in the darkest of your nights
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| I see armour of love draped around you
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| I saw you almost not go
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| I saw you breathe deeply and know
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| Black dogs whisper lies
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| You, you are ancient and wise
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| Yeah, and I’m on your side
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| Yeah, I’m on your side |