ROLL AWAY YOUR STONE
Intro...

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Roll away your stone I will roll away mine
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Together we can see what we will find
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Don't leave me alone at this time
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For I am afraid of what I will discover inside

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You told me that I would find a hole
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within the fragile substance of my soul
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And I have filled this void with things unreal
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And all the while my character it steals

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Darkness is a harsh term don't you think
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Yet it dominates the things I see

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It seems that all my bridges have been burned
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But you say 'That's exactly how this grace thing works’
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It's not the long walk home that will change this heart
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But the welcome I receive with every start

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Darkness is a harsh term don't you think
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Yet it dominates the things I see
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Darkness is a harsh term don't you think
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Yet it dominates the things I see

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Stars hide your fires For these here are my desires
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And I won't give them up to you this time around
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And so I'll be found With my stake stuck in this ground 
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Marking the territory of this newly impassioned soul
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Hide your fires  For these here are my desires
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And I won't give them up to you this time around
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And so I'll be found, With my stake stuck in this ground 
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Marking the territory of this newly impassioned soul
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So...
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And you, you've gone too far this time
You have neither reason nor rhyme
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With which to take this soul that is so rightfully mine