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• Artiste: Poor Old Lu
• Titre: Friday To Sunday
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Darkness fell across the land Our hope fell in the sand And there it was Though for certain we stood still The earth shook and spilled Then gave it up Could we believe our eyes When life has tossed us aside? So turn and hang your head He is given up for dead And so am I So give me the light to understand The fight to comprehend the whys So give me the mind to step ahead When I hear what You've said and hide The night turned to day The days fade away And so it was The hours wouldn't pass And forever couldn't last We gave it up We were fixed on the door Waiting for... is this a dream? Tell us how to feel Can it be that this is real? What am I? We once were full of hope to know He's opened up our eyes But if He walks across the sea What does any of it mean If He has died But the stone was rolled away And the angel came to say He's alive, He is alive But the stone was rolled away And we just have to say He's alive