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Dec 2015
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and surely

and as winds blow fierce

We grow strong

•      •


Face death boy proud

Live

) (

We gather in exquisite poverty

••

We know

//


We do  not hide



The naked Sea

//


Who so ever would // shall

)(

She cried out for love

Then she understood


)(

We are here for the revolution



Jesus and Buddha

Talked for awhile

)(

The House of the Rising Sun

( yeah

That's where it was )

)(


They walked softly into the night

///

Lucky I was there to guide them home



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Written by
jeffrey robin
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   Mike Essig, SPT and SassyJ
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