| When I rise, I am awakened by sun
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| When I rise, I am awakened by sun
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| And it calls me home
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| When I am home, I wait for the lost
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| When I am home, I regret the cost
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| Of a grudge I hold
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| The family lost over silver and gold
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| The family got me for everything I own
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| But that was long ago
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| And mom says, «Stop, the Lord will judge
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| He’ll bring rest to those who’ve done us wrong
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| And ignite their souls»
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| As the seed, they fall to the ground
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| We lose the grief, regret we must sound
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| With sirens through the house
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| 'Cause if we don’t, we won’t ever learn
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| That we must progress through our hurt
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| So, sound the sirens now
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| 'Caise if we don’t, we won’t ever learn
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| That we must progress through our hurt
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| So, sound the sirens now
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| And I must rise and awaken the sun
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| Follow the rise and scream for the sun
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| And bring it home
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| 'Cause we’re all stuck waitung for sunrise
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| We’re all stuck waiting for the light to make things right
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| And I will rise and awaken the sun
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| I will rise and scream for the sun
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| And bring light home |