| If a stone holds you down
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| Keep your head above ground
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| Though the foothold can be merciless
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| In a world not your own
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| Its the wieght of the stone
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| Holding me, holding you
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| Very fast, quite fast
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| Its not the wieght of the stone that’s holding you down
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| Its the way it fascinates your mind
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| And just because it causes you to fall
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| Don’t mean it tempts me very much at all
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| I can see that it feels like a millstone is tied around your neck
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| But if you come clean and say,"I don’t have it together"
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| You can still keep your faith in check
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| 3, 7, 9, 10, 12, 14 feet
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| No spineless fellow here
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| Down below 100 more and not a sign of fear
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| X marks the spot at 145 a stone dislodged held him fast
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| How could he know while now alive
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| 13th day would be his last
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| They tried and tried to bring him to the surface in vain
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| If a stone holds you down
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| Keep your head above ground
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| Though the foothold can be merciless
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| For 12 more days the foothold was merciless
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| With no possible means of ingress or egress
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| In the end a paradox was found
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| The beast that held him was a 10 pound stone
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| Are you afraid — are you afraid?
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| That where he takes you is a cold, dark lonely place
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| Where its hard to find his face — hard to find his face
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| In a world that is not your own
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| In a world not your own — it’s not the wieght of the stone |