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and there are things that follow us quietly to the past we've seen all those faces we won't go looking for trouble
the rain it tumbled down through the cracks in the sky which made your hands grow watch your hands grow
and we still see through their planks, shifted laughs we'll hold the hands of sinners and then we will pass
small corrections:
and there are things that follow us quietly to the past we've seen all those faces we won't go looking for trouble
the rain it tumbled down through the cracks in the sky which made your hands grow watch your hands grow
and we still see through their planks, shifted laughs we'll hold the hands of sinners and then we will pass