You woke me up in the morning
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To say, "He is risen."
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And I replied with a smile,
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"He is risen indeed."
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And somehow you always leave the room
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Alive with truth and beauty
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And carry yourself like you know
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That it's all just a matter of time
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I said, "But what if I'm too far down this time."
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"Too proud to hope too weak to climb."
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But you just pierce through me with eyes
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And I know I'm done
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And I can
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And carry yourself like you're sure of it
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Like the stitches dissolved
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And the wounds all heal in time
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Your words are giants next to mine
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And your thoughts are giants
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I only hope that someday
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I might resemble you in
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Even the smallest way
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I only hope that
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You can be proud of me
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Gjs
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