torn

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Woke up from the dream
Where your eyes flashed green
and my tears ran clean
across your lips
Torn asunder, inside out
Samson's pillars pulled down
trouble comes to the house
and blows the wind
Lush fields over there
Barren rocks stand piled here
Nothing left to fear
A memorial

On my knees to pray
At mercy's open way
Hard to really say
Confessing all
Torn asunder, inside out
Samson's pillars pulled down
trouble comes to the house
and blows the wind
Now it's all been said
And love is found not dead
As I lay my head
Upon this pillow

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