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Unbreakable
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what seed will grow and last
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penetrate the piles of trash
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ooh child, when everything you know...
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is images of broken dreams
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scattered hearts and vicious schemes
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ooh child, don't you go...
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where dead trees cast no shadow
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blackbirds no relief , the dry stone... no spring of water
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only in your mother's arms, you will be free
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only in your mother's arms, you will be...unbreakable
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if I could show you something else
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than the shadow, who follows you in the morning
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and who grows to meet you up at night
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intoxicated you come alive
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in search for god, he passes you by
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ooh child, ain't that fate...
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as dead trees cast no shadow
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blackbirds no relief, and the dry stone... no spring of water
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only in your mother's arms, you will be free
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only when you're high enough, you will be... unbreakable
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unbreakable... unbreakable...
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Unbreakable
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| Andreas Johnson |
