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As the evening sun comes sailing down
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I see another Golden Age dying
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And outside in the city streets
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A Christian soul is singing words of warning
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So many things been going down
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Sometimes I feel like I'm immobilised
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'Cause we're livin' in this stormy world
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And the ties of love seem to be unwinding
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When there's nothin' to hold on to
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And there's no one there to comfort you
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If you believe
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There's better times ahead
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There's better days (yeah, yeah)
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Now cryin' it don't count for much
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When you're crippled in your soul
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You gotta take the hope from deep within
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To be lifted up and turned around (yeah, yeah)
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And all the people will
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All the people will hear the callin'
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'Cause we're livin' in this stormy world
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And the ties of love seem to be unwinding
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Just be guided by the things you are
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Don't hold back, don't hold back
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If you believe
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There's better times ahead
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There's better days (yeah, yeah)
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I look up and the starts don't shine
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And down here another Golden Age is dying
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And outside in the city streets
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A Christian soul is singing words of warning
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So many things been going down
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Jesus Christ, sometimes I feel like I am immobilised
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'Cause we're living in this stormy world
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And the ties of love seem to be unwinding
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When there's nothin' to hold on to
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And there's no one there to comfort you
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If you believe
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There's better times ahead
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There's better days (yeah, yeah)
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Better Times
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| The Black Sorrows |
