One, two, three
One, two, three
How did you know it was me that was crying
Behind the locked door?
I don't cry very much, in fact not at all
But I know what I was crying for
Lately the walls of my world have been crumbling
Letting in all of my blues
Oh, I know I'll get through it
I just gotta hear some good news
Well, I guess that we're getting all we deserve
We've been careless for too many days
When I see all my brothers and sisters together
I know that that's worthy of praise
History has its own way of revealing
The moment that we lit the fuse
Oh, I guess we'll get through it
We just gotta hear some good news
Oh, why am I blinded again?
So much I don't understand
I wake up dreaming at night
Watching the lives that I'm holding
Slip through my hands
Oh, why am I blinded again?
So much I don't understand
I wake up dreaming at night
Watching the lives that I'm holding
Slip through my hands
Oh, the anger is rising, there's effigies burning
There's damage that surely will last
At this moment in time, well I hope we've learned
Not to slip back to ways of the past
There's a light that keeps shining so deep in our hearts
And it's there any time that we choose
Oh, I know we'll get through it, we just gotta hear
Oh, I know we'll get through it, we just gotta hear
Oh, I know we'll get through it, we just gotta hear some good news
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