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Open wounds where hearts once beat |
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Wandering through a no man's land |
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Oh we blossom and we fade but never die |
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We never die |
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Should we stand the desert heat |
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And keep the name we can't forget |
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But in the distance I heard a sound |
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Childrens' voices singing loud they sang |
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Under the Olive Tree we'll stand |
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Under the branches of life we'll live |
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Should I taste the bitter fruit |
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To find my days are counted one by one |
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But the gift from heaven was in my hand |
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In my hand |
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Down below we fall to the ground |
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As prey for the deep where love can't be found |
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But in the wind I heard them singing |
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Voices high their hearts were riging |
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Under the Olive Tree we'll stand |
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Under the branches of life we'll live |
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Under the Olive Tree forever |
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Take the road, the walk to freedom |
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Under the Olive Tree we'll sing |
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Under the branches of life we'll live |
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We move we breath |
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We laugh, we cry |
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But all we know is under a shadow |
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Down below we fall to the ground |
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As prey for the deep where love can't be found |
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But in the distance I heard a sound |
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Childrens' voices singing loud they sang |
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Under the Olive Tree we'll stand |
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Under the branches of life we'll live |
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Under the Olive Tree forever |
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Take the road, the walk to freedom |
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Under the Olive Tree we'll sing |
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Under the branches of life we'll live |
