Peasants

I've been praying on my knees
 And my eyes are dirty pages on the street
 And that bee sting on your heart
 Won't stop the rain from coming down
 Tonight, in this house, we drown
 As I watch the stars align
 And I keep the moon by my side
 And as the fever starts to break
 I'll dig a hole for you
 And it would bury us
 While we turn into dust
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 On the white wings of God
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 On the white wings of God
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 On the white wings of God
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 On the white wings of God
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 Well, I've been digging up the bones
 And your body is a dirty ant hill on the lawn
 And I swear to God
 You are my iron light
 And I am your dark tonight, tonight
 As I watch the stars align
 And I keep the moon by my side
 And as the fever starts to break
 I'll dig a hole for you
 And it would bury us
 And we'll turn into dust
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 On the white wings of God
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 On the white wings of God
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 On the white wings of God
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 On the white wings of God
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 On the white wings of God
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 On the white wings of God
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 On the white wings of God
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 On the white wings of God