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You held me in the water waist deep, and blessed me as did the priest. As you uttered my name away slipped your shame and your life did begin again.
From Burgettstown I make my way, where your hunger is stronger than shame.The bad blood of my kin in my veins ran in and I'm living to begin again.
In my dreams tonite, these bars melt away. Like a prisoner sheds his chains, the weight remains.
I found solace amoung paupers and thieves.Paid no notion to the good or bad seeds. 'Neath the foot of the Elms I'd hear the church bells, thinking, there's time to begin again.
I built these walls stone by stone. But comes a time you must let them go. If inside you look in and wash away my sins, then we can begin again.
In my dreams tonite, these bars melt away. Like a prisoner sheds his chains, the weight remains.
In that river you uttered my name, now the angels have done the same. You can lay rest your pain in the granite in my name and you to can begin again.
[This message has been edited by blakeh (edited 09-01-2002).]
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