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• Artiste: Brian Hugelmeyer
• Titre: Hand of God
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Hey there, love It has been a while since he has passed But I want you to know That all this pain will not last If there's one thing I know for sure Because it's written on your face And I'm sure of that is that life is short And nobody will make it out alive So just try to survive my love I have found a way Into your heart I know my way in The hand of God is felt now by small eyes that are looking up They are praying now, now for a cure and act of God Or maybe just a simple pleasant nod to let them know he won't go alone As life escapes from his eyes, his little angels will cry I've been searching the earth For words with purpose Because you deserve it Ain't it funny how the birds can sing like they're on top of things Even though the world is crumbling beneath their feet? It's funny how the birds can see the world like that It's easy to go down to hell but harder to climb back out I guess this is what life's all about And if I write one song about death, let this be it So they can wash their hands clean of it And if I write one song for you about it, my dear It'll go like this Something's on its way down Something's on its way down Something's on its way down Ain't it funny how the birds can sing like they're on top of things Even though the world is crumbling beneath their feet? Keep your head up, keep your head up I love you