| All that has passed
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| All that you can’t let go You shouldn’t ask
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| Some things you’ll never know
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| Straight to your heart
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| Just like an open door
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| Tears it apart
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| Just like it’s done before
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| The visitation is inside your head but
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| No one is speaking and you keep your eyes shut
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| In desperation, yeah, you dream so deep while
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| You try to reach out like somebody’s lost child
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| Evening has come
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| Flickered in candle light
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| There must be some
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| Spirit in here tonight
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| And do you know
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| Someone looks out for you?
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| But they will show
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| Patience in getting through
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| The visitation, yeah, will bring you nearer
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| And give you comfort so you’ll see things clearer
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| No conversation will explain the feeling
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| But when the moment comes there’s no concealing
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| The visitation is inside your head but
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| No one is speaking and you keep your eyes shut
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| In desperation, yeah, you dream so deep while
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| You try to reach out like somebody’s lost child
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| The visitation, yeah, will bring you nearer
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| And give you comfort so you’ll see things clearer
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| No conversation will explain the feeling
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| But when the moment comes there’s no concealing |