Come, tell me your trouble
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I'm not your answer
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But I'm a listening ear
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Reality has left you reeling
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All facts and no feeling
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No faith and all fear
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I don't know why a good man will fall
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While a wicked one stands
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And our lives blow about
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Like flags on the land
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Who's at fault is not important
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Good intentions lie dormant
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And we're all to blame
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While apathy acts like an ally
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My enemy and I are one and the same
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I don't know why the innocents fall
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While the monsters still stand
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And our lives blow about
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Like flags on the land
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I don't know why our words are so proud
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Yet their promise soothing
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And our lives blow about
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Like flags in the wind
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Oh oh oh oh
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You who mourn will be comforted
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You who hunger will hunger no more
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All the last shall be first
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Of this I am sure
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You who weep now will laugh again
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All you lonely be lonely no more
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Yes, the last will be first
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Of this I'm sure
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I don't know why the innocents fall
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While the monsters stand
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I don't know why the little ones thirst
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But I know the last shall be first
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I know the last shall be first
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I know the last shall be first
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Flags
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Brooke Fraser |