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Two souls were made for living |
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Too young to know or thrive |
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And now it looks as though we're over |
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One came from the South, had it hard |
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Yet he held on with his dream |
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One born with it all |
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But there was no hope, no, no |
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Oh, when you're caught up in a landslide |
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And everything is slipping away |
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You gotta hold on and fight for every moment |
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Make it to the end of the day |
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One night can change a lifetime |
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One word and it all goes wrong |
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How can this be |
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When there's so much more to say |
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Can there be hope and faith |
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To make it right before you let go |
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With every breath till the end of time |
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Oh, when you're caught up in a landslide |
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And everything is slipping away |
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You gotta hold on and fight for every moment |
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Make it to the end of the day |
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He bends his head in silence |
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She takes his hand in hers |
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She says, can we forgive and start all over, yeah |
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Oh, when you're caught up in a landslide |
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And everything is slipping away |
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You gotta hold on and fight for every moment |
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Make it to the end of the day |
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Oh, when you're caught up in a landslide |
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And everything is slipping away |
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You gotta hold on and fight for every moment |
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Make it to the end of the day |
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Two souls were made for living |
