| I saw blood beneath the pillows
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| I saw blood beneath the sheets
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| I saw blood upon the handle of the door
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| I saw blood amongst the dollies
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| I saw blood upon the skirt
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| I saw blood stick on the token on the floor
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| No way back out
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| No saving grace
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| No way back out for you from here
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| From this sullen lonely place
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| But here in the raven's heart
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| Your heart is beating on
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| I ween that you are better where you are
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| You're here in the raven's heart
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| No matter where you've gone
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| I'm sure that you are there among the stars
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| I saw hope in all your poems
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| I saw hope in all your tears
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| I saw hope beside your overwhelming hurt
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| I saw hope in all your colors
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| I saw hope in all your black
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| I saw gold that needed brushing off the dirt
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| No way back out
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| No saving grace
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| No way back out for you from here
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| From this sullen lonely place
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| But here in the raven's heart
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| Your heart is beating on
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| I ween that you are better where you are
|
| You're here in the raven's heart
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| No matter where you've gone
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| I'm sure that you are there among the stars
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| Bon voyage
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| Bon voyage
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| Bon voyage
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| But here in the raven's heart
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| Your heart is beating on
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| I ween that you are better where you are
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| You're here in the raven's heart
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| No matter where you've gone
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| I'm sure that you are there among the stars |