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Oct 2015
Last night I had a dream about your face
You filled the room not a seat left in that place, everyone was lost in you
From the first word out there wasn’t a jaw left undropped
I can still see them now blown out of there socks from the sound
Of man who lived on his knees
They look to you, because you see something they can't see
And you believe like they believe

I see them screaming yea there going wild
Jumping around, smiling, running down the isles to get to you
Wanna see your face, wanna hear your name get a touch of your grace
the man who lived to save the day
Will
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Will  Mississippi
(Mississippi)   
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