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This is what is printed in the digital booklet:
I watched the house As it fell right to the ground. I was away from you.
And I watched the birds As they fell out from the sky. Into the hands of decay I wish there was a way for you.
And I felt your voice As it carried with the wind. Like a fire in my ears. Like the darkness of fear. Like the voice of God.
And now I'll turn to dust And the ground will shake for you. Like a song in your heels Like a ghost in the field.
And I would bathe in ash As it rained down from above. And it would cast me out now Into the fields of love.
This is what is printed in the digital booklet:
I watched the house As it fell right to the ground. I was away from you.
And I watched the birds As they fell out from the sky. Into the hands of decay I wish there was a way for you.
And I felt your voice As it carried with the wind. Like a fire in my ears. Like the darkness of fear. Like the voice of God.
And now I'll turn to dust And the ground will shake for you. Like a song in your heels Like a ghost in the field.
And I would bathe in ash As it rained down from above. And it would cast me out now Into the fields of love.
And I watched the birds As they fell out from the sky. Into the hands of decay I wish there was a way for you.
And I felt your voice As it carried with the wind. Like a fire in my ears. Like the darkness of fear. Like the voice of God.