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| When | you were | young you | were pro | tected |
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| When | you were g | rowing y | ou were s | heltered |
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| But w | hen you r | eached your a | dult y | ears |
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| You were left alone |
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| And you had | no-one | to re | ly on |
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| No one | to care | for you |
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| A | lost soul in search of some kind of s | helter and pr | otection |
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| Now wh | ere d | o you r | un |
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| Wh | ere d | o you h | ide |
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| When you n | eed a hole to c | rawl in |
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| Wh | ere | do you | go? |
| I found that in our darkest hour |
| The young ones that I knew and loved well |
| Beckoned with the memory |
| Of their alluring spell |
| And so I gathered up my senses |
| Bade one and all godspeed |
| If my ways were what you desired then love is what you must need |
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| I tried to find a consolation |
| But realized that deep down inside |
| Consolation is but yet |
| My all despairing pride |
| And now I'm dark eyed and bewildered |
| My guts can feel the strain |
| My mouth is dry, my chest is tight, and my forehead's lined with the pain |
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