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和/或在社交方面支持我。网络:
December 1943
(专辑: Abandoned - 2015)
I
can't remember (Remember) Each time it slipped right through my fingers The
eyes and faces of my brothers (My brothers) They never made it back home to their mothers And all I
remember (Remember) Of 1943 December Me and Sullivan behind the
line, we gathered (We gathered) [?] to hold the
match to the
fire The
smoke lead the
way back to [?] My disbelief in what we built for me Bogged down with no warning, no hope No hands to hold, no hands to pray for me No hands to hold, no hands to pray No hands to hold, no hands to pray No hands to hold, no hands to pray No hands to hold And I
remember The
prayers my mother's mother taught her And no, I
don't believe her I'd be dead with my fellow men and the
preacher No hands to pray If I
should die before, before I
wake I
pray the
lord for my soul, my soul to take No hands to hold, no hands to pray No hands to hold, no hands to pray for me No hands to fold, no hands to pray No hands to hold, no hands to pray for me No hands to fold, no hands to pray No hands to hold, no hands to pray for me
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