| A voice says cry but shall I cry
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| To the children who? |
| ve fallen from grace?
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| All this life will fade away
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| So let the black flower grow where it may
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| For in Sharon grows a rose who knows
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| How to flourish the flower in the rain
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| As blessings fall and as blossoms fade
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| Let the black flower grow where it may
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| The sun is gonna shine tomorrow
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| The good and the bad both feel the rain
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| Faith, hope and love outlive our sorrow
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| So let the black flower grow where it may
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| In the garden of our lives
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| One million flowers bloom joy that God paints
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| The lily of the valley reigns
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| So let the black flower grow where it may
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| The sun is gonna shine tomorrow
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| The good and the bad both feel the rain
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| Faith, hope and love outlive our sorrow
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| So let the black flower grow where it may
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| In Zion, the black flower never blooms
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| Its darkly faint perfume has finally been consumed
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| In Zion, go upon the mountain high
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| And see the risen Christ, the rose that will not die
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| The sun is gonna shine tomorrow
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| The good and the bad both feel the rain
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| Faith, hope and love outlive our sorrow
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| So let the black flower grow where it may
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| The sun is gonna shine tomorrow
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| The good and the bad both feel the rain
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| Faith, hope and love outlive our sorrow
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| So let the black flower grow where it may |