Lyric
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Let
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me
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tell
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you
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what
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I
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wish
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I'd
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know
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When
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I
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was
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young
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and
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dreamed
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of
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glory
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You
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have
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no
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control
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Who
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lives.
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who
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dies,
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who
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tells
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your
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story?
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President
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Jefferson
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I'll
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give
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him
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this,
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his
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financial
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system
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is
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a
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work
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of
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genius
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I
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couldn't
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undo
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it
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if
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I
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tried
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And
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I
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tried
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Who
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lives,
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who
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dies,
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who
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tells
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your
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story?
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President
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Madison
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He
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took
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our
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country
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from
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bankruptcy
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to
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Lyric
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prosperity
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I
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hate
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to
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admit
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it
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But
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he
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doesn't
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get
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enough
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credit
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for
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all
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the
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credit
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he
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gave
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us
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Who
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lives,
|
who
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dies,
|
who
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tells
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your
|
story?
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Every
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other
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founding
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father's
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story
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gets
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told
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Every
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other
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founding
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father
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gets
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to
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grow
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old
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And
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when
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you're
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gone,
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who
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remembers
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your
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name?
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Who
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keeps
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your
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flame?
|
Who
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tells
|
your
|
story?
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Who
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tells
|
your
|
story?
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Who
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tells
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your
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story?
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I
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put
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myself
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back
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Lyric
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in
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the
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narrative
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(Eliza)
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I
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stop
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wasting
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time
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on
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tears
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I
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live
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another
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50
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years
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It's
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not
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enough
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(Eliza)
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I
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interview
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every
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soldier
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who
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fought
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by
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your
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side
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(She
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tells
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our
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story)
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I
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try
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to
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make
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sense
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of
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your
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thousands
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of
|
pages
|
of
|
writings
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You
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really
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do
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write
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like
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you're
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running
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out
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of
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time
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I
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rely
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on
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Angelica
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While
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she's
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alive,
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we
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tell
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your
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story
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She
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is
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buried
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in
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Lyric
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Trinity
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Church
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near
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you
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When
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I
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needed
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her
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most,
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she
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was
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right
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on
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time
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And
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I'm
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still
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not
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through
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I
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ask
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myself,
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what
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would
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you
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do
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if
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you
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had
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more
|
time
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The
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Lord,
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in
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his
|
kindness
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He
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gives
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me
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what
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you
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always
|
wanted
|
He
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gives
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me
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more
|
time
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I
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raise
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funds
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in
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D.C.
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for
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the
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Washington
|
Monument
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(She
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tells
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our
|
story)
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I
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speak
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out
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against
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slavery
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You
|
could
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have
|
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Lyric
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done
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so
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much
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more
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if
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you
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only
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had
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time
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And
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when
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my
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time
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is
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up,
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have
|
I
|
done
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enough?
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Will
|
they
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tell
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our
|
story?
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Oh,
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can
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I
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show
|
you
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what
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I'm
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proudest
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of?
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(The
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Orphanage)
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I
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established
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the
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first
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private
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orphanage
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in
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New
|
York
|
City
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(The
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Orphanage)
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I
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help
|
to
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raise
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hundreds
|
of
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children
|
I
|
get
|
to
|
see
|
them
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growing
|
up
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(The
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Orphanage)
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In
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their
|
eyes
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I
|
see
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you,
|
|
Lyric
|
Alexander
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I
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see
|
you
|
every
|
time
|
And
|
when
|
my
|
time
|
is
|
up
|
Have
|
I
|
done
|
enough?
|
Will
|
they
|
tell
|
my
|
story?
|
(Will
|
they
|
tell
|
your
|
story?)
|
Oh,
|
I
|
can't
|
wait
|
to
|
see
|
you
|
again
|
It's
|
only
|
a
|
matter
|
of
|
time
|
Will
|
they
|
tell
|
your
|
story?
|
(Time)
|
Who
|
lives,
|
who
|
dies,
|
who
|
tells
|
your
|
story?
|
(Time)
|
Will
|
they
|
tell
|
your
|
story?
|
(Time)
|
Who
|
lives,
|
who
|
dies,
|
who
|
tells
|
your
|
story?
|
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