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Daylight comes to meet you on the road
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like a prodigal son, a prodigal hope that
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you gave up on, when you were young
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but daylight is coming on
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We live on the edge, on the edge of a darkness
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We live on the edge, on the edge of a darkness
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but daylight is coming on
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Heaven bends low for the naked and the poor
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to settle up a debt, to settle up a score
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to set up a table on the edge of a war
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cause we've been bleeding on the edge of the sword
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The boardwalk is painted red with the blood
Of a thousand prospective heroes but one
Still cries out beyond all the grave and the flood
Where the blackest abysses cannot overcome