| Thunder
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| As walls fall down around them now
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| They cry alone because inside they know
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| If the full moon comes around
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| Again —
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| It will be A gift from God, they’re still alive
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| Haunting echoes of a baby’s sigh
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| Gone in a heartbeat
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| Searching for a hiding place
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| Each one has a telling face
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| Lily’s in the field
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| On the wings of a dove
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| Hush now
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| In their quiet dark blue night
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| They dream
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| They run
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| Like the wind on a wild bird’s wing
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| So innocent and free
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| Lily’s in the field
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| On the wings of a dove
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| Faith
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| Love
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| Lily’s in the field
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| Dancing in the sunshine with the breeze
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| One life
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| One hope
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| One love
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| Lily’s in the field
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| Faith
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| Love
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| Lily’s in the field
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| One life
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| One hope
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| One love
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| Across the rainbow bridge
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| Lily’s in the field
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| Faith
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| Love
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| Lily’s in the field
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| Faith
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| Love
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| Lily’s in the field
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| Faith
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| Love
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| Hush now
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| They dream
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| Of the wind on a wild bird’s wing
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| They smile
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| When they hear the angels sing |