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