| I remember times and all those nights
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| When we drove so far away
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| Take me there with fearless air
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| We can find a hideaway
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| And I’ll be free, unwind the sheets
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| Let the breeze trickle like lead
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| And there’s a place I’d like to hide
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| Anywhere, yeah, I don’t mind
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| There’s no light in my cave
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| My holy cave
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| All of these lights hurt my eyes
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| With a glaze I can’t escape
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| Underground, where reason sound
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| A hundred miles, no noise complaints
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| When Jesus comes we’ll all hold hands
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| And stare the sun right in the face
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| There’s no light in my cave
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| My holy cave
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| And I’ll find a hideaway
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| In a shadow that I make
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| And I’d like to fade away
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| In a cave that keeps me safe
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| I won’t stay, I will go
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| I won’t stay, I will go
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| I’ll be right, I’ll be there
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| I’ll be there, yeah, I’ll be right
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| I’ll be there, I’ll be there
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| Yeah, I’ll be right, I’ll be there
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| I’ll be there, I will be
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| My holy cave
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| My holy cave
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| My holy cave (My holy cave)
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| My holy cave (My holy cave)
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| My holy cave |