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Your faith seems such a perfect thing Oh, faith seems such a perfect thing. Till all those doubts come creeping in How all those doubts come creeping in. Like ... - Mrs. Winchester
Keep building your house, Mrs. Winchester, A place for my brothers to rest. For they found one and all with the mark of your name On the bullets that tore throu... - Onwards Onwards
Onwards, onwards, never stopping The years roll by like the buildings and trees When one day you sit up And you look, Question all the turnings you took. Well ... - The Howling
Wind. She howls and grips my bones to shaking. Cold. She holds my legs to cease the moving. Lying by the road I chose to take, I turn my head to see the choice ...
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