White Dove

Found her in a small cafe

Happen to be on that day

To watch you go by

Came to pass that we shall be

Early signs of victory

From out of their eyes

If you lay your guns to the ground

Feel the way of coming down

Fall from your mind

Something that I ought to see

Take away the pain of day

I'm leading the plan



Old man drifting

Won't you carry me out

Of this place



Found her in a small cafe

Happen to be on that day

To write it all down

As it fell upon the floor

You thought of all that's gone before

They went to the ground



Old man drifting

Won't you carry me out

Of this place



Why dirt is rising to the sun of your God

Given grace

Through the sun of God

Given grace










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