I know it is cliched when I say
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that you're looking down on us,
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but I never believed in heaven
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till I knew that's where you are.
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I'm no longer afraid of death,
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knowing that I'll meet you when it comes.
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But silent, I'll live until it does.
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We'll never stop loving you,
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We'll never stop thinking of you,
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We'll never stop wearing your clothes, writing you songs.
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I know you're losing sleep but time's delusional when you wake and think he's there.
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But just 'cos it's not physical don't mean his presence doesn't fill our air.
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We'll never stop loving you,
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We'll never stop thinking of you,
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We'll never stop wearing your clothes, writing you songs and living the path that you put us on.
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This is the Ross song.
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This is the Ross song.
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This is the Ross song.
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Never Stop
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| Bribry |
