I have taken
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Off my robe
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Why did I
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Put it on again
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I have washed
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My feet
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Why did
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I Soil them again
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An evil in my heart lurks
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Permitted and un-judged
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Breeding failure and sorrow
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Some unnoticed and forgotten sewer
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I want to be a dove
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In the clefts of
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the rock
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In the hiding places
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On the mountain side
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Show me your face
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Let me hear your voice
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(X4) Bring me to long for the knife, which shall set me free
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Your love
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A love that forgives
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Any failure
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Spans any distance
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Withstands any tempest
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A new love
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A fresh love
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Make our hearts one
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The Knife
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Officer Negative |