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| tony vincent: far cry |
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i could speak with the tongues of angles
i could speak with the tongues of men
i could whisper the language of heaven
like a chiming of bells in the wind
but it’s a far cry from love
it’s a far cry from love
i could open the doors of a mystery
turn all the shadows to light
keep faith when the odds are against me
believe when i’m losing my sight
but it’s a far cry from love
it’s a far cry from love
it’s a far, far cry from love
all my passion, my tears, and my blood
sacrifice will never be enough
if i don’t have a heart of love
i am nothing more
than hollow fading words
nothing without love
i could open my arms to the hungry
fight to keep flesh on their bones
surrender my body for burning
lay down everything that i own
but it’s a far cry from love
it’s a far cry from love
it’s a far, far cry from love
it’s a far cry from love |
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