Oh sweet peace, never have you fallen
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Never have you fallen upon this town
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Oh sweet peace, never have you fallen
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Never have you fallen upon this town
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The black crows are loaded
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With the call of things discarded
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The ribboned shard of battle
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And everything burned
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Have they forgotten we live here
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Do they think that we gave up
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Lay down and grew over
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Weeds at every turn
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Oh sweet peace, never have you fallen
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Never have you fallen upon this town
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Oh sweet peace, never have you fallen
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Never have you fallen upon this town
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I will not rest
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Until this place is full of sunlight
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Or at least until the darkness
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Is quiet for a while
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And we will not wait
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For that murder to come calling
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The night will simply fall
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And the morning will rise
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Oh sweet peace, never have you fallen
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Never have you fallen upon this town
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Oh sweet peace, when will you come calling
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Avila
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| The Wailin' Jennys |
