| The distant sound of mercy ringing in my eyes
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| Far from the masses fades away
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| Closed my eyes and waited for the pain to pass
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| Recalled a little story heard today
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| Yeah, I’m feeling trapped
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| So locked away
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| Caught in a downward spiral
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| In, into the black
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| I won’t be back
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| Yeah I’ll be here a while
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| Don’t need to see, your face
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| Don’t need to hear a word you say
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| Don’t need to know, your name
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| Or why you’re here
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| Shadows of the past appear in front of me
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| Into the masses disappear
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| The sound of silence ringing for a greater good
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| To this point I can’t believe my ears
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| Yeah, coming unwrapped
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| Starting to fray
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| Walking the final mile
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| In, into the black
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| I won’t back
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| Choose to be here a while
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| Then I saw your face
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| And I heard the words you said
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| Then I recalled your name
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| And why I’m here
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| When I look into your eyes an' saw how much you cried
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| An' I had a revelation
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| The pain wouldn’t pass, the scars they would last
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| Into God’s creation
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| Blessed secrets holding me
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| Then we all closed our eyes, an' laid down and sighed
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| Live young die free
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| A distant chime of mercy ringing one last time
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| Into the masses turns to clay
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| Molded into what is now, the greater good
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| To close the story yesterday
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| Don’t need to see your face
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| Don’t need to hear a word you say
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| Don’t need to know your name
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| Or why you’re here
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| Then a child of a liar put his hands into the fire
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| Called it discontention
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| And a man with the word repeated what he heard
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| Led to mass confusion
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| Blessed secrets, agony
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| Then the child closed his eyes and laid down and died
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| Live young die free |