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If they take my hand,
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will it be to burn me,
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or to say a-men?
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We beck-on,
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so we can make a-mends.
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And with the same flip of the hand,
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we curse our friends.
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Where it's all a blur,
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you are the hard line.
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In the dis-or-der,
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you are the peace sign.
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It's get-ting hard to know,
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if I'm on the tracks
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or off the beat-en road
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When no truth
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e-very ea-si-ly shows
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So I'll fol-low you,
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no mat-ter where you go.
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Where it's all a blur,
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you are the hard line.
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In the dis-or-der,
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you are the peace sign.
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And when the ri-ots stir,
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you are the sound mind.
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And in the dis-or-der,
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you are the peace sign.
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