| He stands alone outside the blooming yard
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| All is calm there on the street
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| The shadows pass him hung right over
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| The pain on his face he knew he’d keep…
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| His hair is long, and it’s twisted, it’s twisted
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| Around the smile spread cheek to cheek
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| Another child, another soul, grabs a hold
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| To the metal that will end his misery…
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| One by one
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| We stand beneath the sun
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| With arms high open wide
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| Two by two
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| He’s getting you
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| To watch him as he leaves this life he knew
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| How much anger is set aside
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| As each one of us cries
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| Red light they come and they take him away
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| In the thoughts, he’ll be better, some day…
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| Tied tight, can’t see out your eyes
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| That he’s sure to shine, sure to shine
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| In this deep dark, fucked up, played out, reality show
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| So, who’s the man, with the plan
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| Eating up all that he can?
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| Don’t you see, don’t you see…
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| Do you ever think that things are meant to be?
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| I know we all have our reasons why
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| And now the power of one human being
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| Has gone and changed so many lives…
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| One by one
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| We start to come undone…
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| Two by two
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| He’s getting through to you…
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| One by one we stand, we stand, we stand, over
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| Over, you… |