It took so long
And I was so sad
To wash the fighter
Move back

It felt
Who was to blame
Things didn't work out
The way we wanted

To block out
The lie of giving
To carry out the deeds we pay
There can be no other
Pre-course for living
But to hold you closer to me

It didn't last
But I was so glad
To see the wretched
Go out of hand

All of the poor
And all of the meek
May be remembered
At the'

To block out
The lie of giving
To carry out the deeds we pay
There can be no other
Pre-course for living
But to hold you closer to me

But to hold you closer to me