Every week, it's a thousand tiny tears falling gently on your pillow
(can you hear it coming, can you hear it coming, come on)
But you don't want to voice your sorrow, you want to be strong, you have to feel
(can you hear it coming, can you hear it coming, come on)
You mustn't stop now, come on
Keep on walking, go all the way
Almost everyone we know is facing the crossroads
Finding themselves close to the edge
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Maybe I can find a melody for those
with a broken heart
with an arrow piercing their chest, with an arrow piercing their chest
Just hold on, hold on, hold on
All this will pass
If we stand up for one another
We can drive the evil spirits away
Just hold on, hold on, hold on
Vers 2
What's the use of brave talk
when we're dying and growing cold inside
experiencing thousands of inner disasters
How sad your song must be
even an endless scream
cannot express all this suffering
no song can be that deep
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For those who don't know where to go
whose cups are filled to the brim with poison
who are persecuted, murdered, tortured
I don't believe this is what our Maker wanted
How sad your song must be
even an endless scream
cannot express all this suffering
no song can be that deep
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