Now you might have heard different
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But I know it's a fact
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That Jesus, Mary, Joseph
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And the Apostle Paul were black
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Ten letters I am writing
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Each one reads the same
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Nine circles I am drawing
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One around your name
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Land and freedom
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Steel and faith
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Tooth and bone and wire
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Skin, scar, dirt and fire
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It doesn't matter who you are
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It does not matter what you say
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Flesh shapes the day
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Now it's clear as a pillar of smoke
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And broken Starbuck's glass
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Yeah, I support my troops
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They wave black flags
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They wear black masks
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All the roads are closed
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Smoke is rising from the fields
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The monsters left their cages
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An angel set them free
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Land and freedom
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Steel and faith
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Tooth and bone and wire
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Skin, scar, dirt and fire
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It doesn't matter who you are
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It does not matter what you say
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Flesh shapes the day
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Veteran's hospitals
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And witches spells
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Low to buy
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And high to sell
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And little girls
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Collecting shells
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And memories
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Upon the shelves
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And ringing bells
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And high school choirs
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And faithful dogs
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Beside the fire
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And billionaires
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And open bars
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And early exits
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And judgments hard
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And land and freedom
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And steel and faith
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And tooth and bone and wire
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And skin, scar, dirt and fire
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It doesn't matter who you are
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Does not matter what the fuck you say
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Flesh shapes the day
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Flesh Shapes The Day
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| The Nightwatchman |
