In spite of earnest dreams we're broken
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In spite of arrogance we're humbled
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For all these stubborn minds we compromise
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Through all of the rose gardens let us walk
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Without prickling thorns
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Through golden lambs may burn,
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Let us not be tempted more
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For every cup I drink,don't let me spill one drop
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In spite of tempting gold we'll never sell our souls
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To fight for what we've founded,
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We'll always hold our ground
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To fight the stale malaise,to fight to preserve our ways
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Through all of the rose gardens let us walk
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Without prickling thorns
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Through golden lambs may burn,
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Let us not be tempted more
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For every cup I drink,don't let me spill one drop
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One more down,we're moving up
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That much less to go
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New hope lies within the pain of sweat and of blood
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You can bet we'll see you there
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Our shadows will fly over the mountain tops
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We'll see you there
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[Music: M.Geimer,T.Pamfiloff,P.Craddick]
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[Lyrics: M.Geimer,B.Cline]
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Standing Ground
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