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You were too young to the fool, but
sometimes they the rules.
Burdened by emotional bruise;
the skies, the demons roost.
I hear them voices ringing, --
a child is born. I hear them
singing, -- Halleleujah,
I tend to believe in uncertain.
I tend to in things uncertain.
They were always chasing you
but you angel held fast,
let them through. Now crucify
her -- what you do? Darkening
the skies, the roost.
You were young to believe.
You pray. You too young,
young and to take it away.
but I saw knees,
were down, on they said.
And you young, and so naieve, that's you.