| There’s always someone standing on their own outside the crowd
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| Who looks bewildered and confused.
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| They try to make some sense of all the jostling and the jokes
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| But still they don’t look that amused.
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| What place, what life, what did they leave behind?
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| What sights, what sounds, what thoughts are on their mind?
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| I’ve noticed that your accent has an unfamiliar sound;
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| Sometimes it seems you hate us all.
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| In silence you retreat into a closed and private world
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| Behind your own protective wall.
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| What crimes, what hurt, what wars have you survived?
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| What hopes, what dreams were left when you arrived?
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| Who’ll be your refuge, your shelter, your fortress?
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| Who’ll be your champion?
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| Who’ll be your refuge, your pilot, your brother,
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| Your northern star?
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| Who will be your second sight;
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| The light that guides your way at night?
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| Don’t be down-hearted.
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| I’ll be your refuge, I’ll be your refuge.
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| There’s nothing wrong with being shy and everybody knows
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| That fools speak louder than the rest.
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| Let no one tell you how to think or what is right or true:
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| You are not weak or second best.
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| What crimes, what hurt, what wars have you survived?
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| What hopes, what dreams were left when you arrived?
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| I’ll be your refuge, your shelter, your fortress,
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| I’ll be your champion.
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| I’ll be your refuge, your pilot, your brother,
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| Your northern star.
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| I will be your second sight;
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| The light that guides your way at night.
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| Don’t be down-hearted.
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| I’ll be your refuge, I’ll be your refuge, I’ll be your refuge, I’ll be your
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| refuge, I’ll be your refuge. |