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• Artiste: Weeping Tile
• Titre: Goin' Out
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One, two, three One, two, three When the days close on the memories you've acquired And your body cannot hold your soul's fire You are here and not alone everybody has come home There's a bed made up upstairs if you get tired All the heaviness around you will get light And your worry lifted up into the night Left with nothin' but pure love Wrapped in all we are made of Can I stay around awhile, is that alright Oh, our lives don't end Goin' out to be brought back again Oh, our lives don't end When the days close on the memories you've acquired And your body cannot hold a soul inspired You are here and not alone everybody has come home There's a bed made up upstairs if you get tired Oh, lives don't end We're goin' out to be brought back again Oh, our lives don't end