Here come chilly preacher
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Stumbling 'gainst the wind
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Singing love, love is something to believe in
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A prayer and the sea
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And twenty tons of me
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Crying love, love is something to believe in
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To my child of wonder rambling
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All my crooked fingers pointing blame
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Let it all wash out in the rain
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Yes let it all wash out in the rain
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Beyond the drunken focus of my aim
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All my heroes twisting in the flame
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Let's let it all wash out in the rain
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Let it all wash out in the rain
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One more for forgiveness
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Twisting in the cold
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Singing love, love is something I believe in
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Too much my defenses
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Are dangling from the chain
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Oh but free, free is something to believe in
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To my god I want my gypsy train
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Too my child a howlin' tambourine
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Let it all wash out in the rain
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Let it all wash out in the rain
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Yes let it all wash out in the rain
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Let it all wash out in the rain
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All Wash Out
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| Edward Sharpe And The Magnetic Zeros |
