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Oh! Hark! 
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by Lisa Mitchell
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again I leave my grave
Dirt and daisies hit the pave
No sooner than I turned
I hear the devil cooking up a new storm
My world ends on a regular basis
Yeah I fed quick and lonesome places
But no that I am dead
I feel the ravens tugging at my hair
Oh! Hark!
Do you hear a voice like through the night sky?
Do you hear the fickle hand of at my side?
And all that God has sinned with hope in his stride
And watch out (watch out!...)
for them and crouched in the shadows
Oh couldn't hold a candle up to you
But they as tall as you in broad daylight too
Oh! Hark!
...
again I leave my grave (leave my grave...)
Like a bird out of its cage (out of its cage...)
No sooner that I have won
I feel the storm clouds plotting against the sun
Plotting against the sun, against the sun
Oh! Hark!
Do you hear a voice like velvet the night sky?
Do you hear the fickle hand of at my side?
And all that God has sinned with hope in his stride
And watch out (watch out!...)
Watch for them camouflaged and crouched in the shadows
Oh they couldn't hold a candle up to you
But stand as as you in broad too
Oh! Hark!...
...
Oh! Hark!
Do you a a voice like velvet through the night sky?
Do you hear the fickle of at my side?
And all those that God has sinned with hope in his stride
...
And watch out (watch out!...)
for them camouflaged and crouched in the shadows
Oh they couldn't hold a up to you
But stand as as you in broad daylight too
Oh! Hark!
Oh! Hark!
...
Dirt and daisies hit the pave
No sooner than I turned
I hear the devil cooking up a new storm
My world ends on a regular basis
Yeah I fed quick and lonesome places
But no that I am dead
I feel the ravens tugging at my hair
Oh! Hark!
Do you hear a voice like through the night sky?
Do you hear the fickle hand of at my side?
And all that God has sinned with hope in his stride
And watch out (watch out!...)
for them and crouched in the shadows
Oh couldn't hold a candle up to you
But they as tall as you in broad daylight too
Oh! Hark!
...
again I leave my grave (leave my grave...)
Like a bird out of its cage (out of its cage...)
No sooner that I have won
I feel the storm clouds plotting against the sun
Plotting against the sun, against the sun
Oh! Hark!
Do you hear a voice like velvet the night sky?
Do you hear the fickle hand of at my side?
And all that God has sinned with hope in his stride
And watch out (watch out!...)
Watch for them camouflaged and crouched in the shadows
Oh they couldn't hold a candle up to you
But stand as as you in broad too
Oh! Hark!...
...
Oh! Hark!
Do you a a voice like velvet through the night sky?
Do you hear the fickle of at my side?
And all those that God has sinned with hope in his stride
...
And watch out (watch out!...)
for them camouflaged and crouched in the shadows
Oh they couldn't hold a up to you
But stand as as you in broad daylight too
Oh! Hark!
Oh! Hark!
...
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