They came in the sun. We came with their stories. So let Him empty it over us. He can put his hands all over us, now. Don’t give up His son. There was Eddie and Mark and Michael, they all came. And the mothers and the brothers and the sisters of all those came again. Well they looked at Him there and the earth gave a rumble. And in the sky, one by one, stars started to tumble. Don’t give up the sun. Don’t give up His son. Don’t give up the sun. One touch of His hand it relights the fire. We forget all the lies come from every liar. And as the light fades, they all come from the back flames. Don’t look at his son. Don’t give up His son. I can breathe and die again. And you can breathe. And you can breathe.
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