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WE CAME THROUGH
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(Engel)
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We came through
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We came riding through like warriors from afar
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Our black horses danced upon the graves of yesterday's desires
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Haunted by our visions framed in fire
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I greet you, for you still believe in what's behind a door
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You've seen the children freeze upon their knees
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And praying to the wind
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Descend their grey madonnas back again
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Fire the guns, and salute the men who died for freedom's sake
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And we'll weep tonight, but we won't lie awake
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Gazing up at statues dressed in stars
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We won't dream, for they don't come true for us
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Not anymore
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They've run afar to hide in caves
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With haggard burning eyes
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Their icy voices tear our hearts like knives
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We came through
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Like the Gothic monsters perched on Notre Dame
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We observe the naked souls of gutters pouring forth mankind
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Smothered in an avalanche of time
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And we're giants as we watch our kings and countries raise their shields
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And Guevara dies encased in their ideals
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And as Luther King's predictions fade from view
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We came through
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WE CAME THROUGH
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| Scott Walker |
