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White Light
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(Sullivan/Heaton)
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It's another heroes' sunset
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I'm riding on the Great North Road
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Coiled and tensed in wonder
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As the land turns burning gold
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Out in the sun, out in the wind
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I'm nearly ready now to come back again
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We are silent in this worship
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Beneath the breathing of the summer trees
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They sparkle in a dance of silver
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As the light falls through the leaves
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So from the wisdom of trances, the armies of Jesus
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To the voodoo possessions, the different disguises
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At dust in the mountains all bowed in surrender
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A thousand voices calling out a million names
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We knelt as we lit the candles
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Around the little shrine
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Take me back to the white light
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I want to go there again
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White Light
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| New Model Army |
