I can hear their song from miles away.
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It's carried in the wind.
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Its melody is sung to me in miracles.
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The sun rises over the sea.
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When I hear their love song.
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I don't understand.
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From out beyond the shadows.
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I can hear it calling me.
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Honestly, if I'm honest with myself.
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I've cried myself to sleep.
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Crying out, 'Oh God, where are you?
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Can you hear my scream way up there.
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Through the clouds, in heaven?
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Do you even care?'
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And honestly if I'm honest with myself.
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I hate the song they sing.
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It's like salt on an open wound.
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But I can't get it out of my head.
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This melody kills me.
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It's out of key and foolish.
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But I think I might just like it.
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If I could just get past my pride.
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I turn my head and look away.
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'Cause you know it hurts to see the light of day.
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When I hear their love song.
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I don't understand.
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From out beyond the shadows.
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I can hear it calling me.
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Honestly, if I'm honest with myself.
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I've cried myself to sleep.
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Crying out, 'Oh God, where are you?
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Can you hear my scream way up there.
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Through the clouds, in heaven?
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Do you even care?'
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And honestly if I'm honest with myself.
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I hate the song they sing.
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It's like salt on an open wound.
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But I can't get it out of my head.
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The whole world hates you.
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The whole world hates your song.
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Oh God I'm a sinner and I think I wanna sing along.
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The whole world hates you.
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The whole world hates your song.
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And I wanna sing.
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I wanna sing along.
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Heaven's not so far away.
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I can hear its melody from here in the waiting room of hell.
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Well heaven's not so far away.
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I can hear its melody calling me.
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Calling me home.
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Honestly, if I'm honest with myself.
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I've cried myself to sleep.
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Crying out, 'Oh God, where are you?
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Can you hear my scream way up there.
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Through the clouds, in heaven?
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Do you even care?'
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And honestly if I'm honest with myself.
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I hate the song they sing.
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It's like salt on an open wound.
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But I can't get it out of my head.
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And honestly, if I'm honest with myself.
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I've cried myself to sleep.
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Crying out, 'Oh God, I need you.
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Can you hear my prayer way up there.
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Through the clouds, in heaven?
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Do you even care?'
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And honestly, I've never really been honest with myself.
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Well this melody heals my wounds.
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And I can't get it out of my head.
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Losing Control
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This Providence |