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(Verse 1) |
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The boy, he walks to the well |
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To find some water to live. |
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The pain swells in his hands, |
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He wants to leave it all behind, sometimes he's tried. |
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(Verse 2) |
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A courage you can't seem to find |
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The battles he fights in his mind. |
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And desperate, he curses the sky |
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I damn the day that the world took his smile. |
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(Chorus) |
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And he was living on a road he could never call his own, |
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Pretending to just sing a song. |
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And he was living on a road, so far from home, |
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Until grace taught him to breathe. |
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(Verse 3) |
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His face is deep in his hands, |
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The year didn't go as he planned. |
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They stole, they stole, |
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They stole all that he had. |
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(Chorus x2) |
