| How does the scar forgive the knife?
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| How does the pride forget the fight?
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| The one that laid it down so low
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| The one still throwing tall shadows
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| Tell me, tell me
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| I heard that it was step by step
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| That it takes time, time, time
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| The going it is slow, slow, slow
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| Heartache is an uphill climb
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| A broken heart holds only fear
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| What I told mine through my tears
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| Whatever it is that you feel
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| You must be bigger than this hill best be bigger than this hill
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| Believe me. |
| believe me
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| So I went step by step…
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| Uphill, steep steep steep
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| I got a lot in front of me
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| I’ll never make it there to see
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| If I am carrying your memory
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| So I go to go step by step… |