| Will the angels sing tonight
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| Or will they perish in the shadows of this newborn light
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| Will we crumble into dust
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| Will we blow away
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| Like the ravens did yesterday
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| Can we mend this broken reed
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| Seal the doom of this house of cards
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| I only want to hear the angels laugh
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| Are they sleeping on the edge of the sky?
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| Will the candles burn all night
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| Or will the darkness engulf us and swallow our sight
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| Can we go to the same ground if the nightengale sings
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| Gather round the fountain as the churchbells ring
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| I only want to hear the angels laugh
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| Are they sleeping on the edge of the sky?
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| I only want to listen to the angels sing
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| Are they crying on the glimpse of mine eyes?
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| I only want to hear the angels laugh
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| Are they sleeping on the edge of the sky?
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| I only want to listen to the angels sing
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| Are they crying on the glimpse of mine eyes?
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| I only want to hear the angels laugh
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| Are they sleeping on the edge of the sky?
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| I only want to listen to the angels sing
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| Are they crying on the glimpse of mine eyes? |