| Be generous with your life, with your love
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| Be generous always
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| Is this final?
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| Are we but seeds beneath the snows?
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| Is my faith only burning faintly
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| As my disobedience grows?
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| Because
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| I decided to be what anger made of me
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| I decided to be what hatred made of me
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| I decided to be what the lions left of me
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| I decided to be what cowards are meant to be
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| For it was all, all for naught
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| It was all, all for naught
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| What black sea shall be our mistress, our mother?
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| What brothers, what ghosts
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| Can populate a song?
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| You know I was a different man
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| You know I was a fool
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| You know I was wrong
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| I decided to be what anger made of me
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| I decided to be what hatred made me be
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| I decided to be what the lions left of me
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| I decided to be what cowards are meant to be
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| And it was all for naught
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| Yeah it was all for naught
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| (Whispered)
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| Why be still
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| Why settle
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| My gypsy daughter
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| For it sure is less painful to be slapped
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| On the rough water
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| I decided to be what anger made of me
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| I decided to be what hatred made me be
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| I decided to be what the lions left of me
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| I decided to be what cowards are meant to be
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| I decided to be what anger made of me
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| I decided to be what hatred made me be |