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High above change
Lifted up, feet upon the land
Far below sky
Curling up in his mother's hands
I see cold showers
And prayers that she used to know
Piece him together
For each stitch is borrowed
High low, high low
I wish I could help you win
High low, high low
I pray visions of heaven
I was the one
I held him close whenever he came near
Believing my love
Could out run his fear
My dove is in a cage
Brown paper bags of money to waste
Singing that God
Sheds the tears I taste
High low, high low
I wish I could help you win
High low, high low
I pray visions of heaven
Up and up we're free to grow
I see you, your glory sold
You've fallen to my love of everything
I'm not surprised
What more could the cards ask
My brilliant warrior
Armed without a task
Soon there'll be flowers
And prayers that I used to know
Lifting forever
As you watch how we let you go
High low, high low
I never could help you win
High low, high low
My perfect vision of heaven of my love
[Incomprehensible]
I wish I could help you win
[Incomprehensible]
Open arms receiving you
Heart Attack
Diamonds
One Of Those Nights
I Knew You Were Trouble.
Started From the Bottom
Teenage Dream (Ringtune)
I\'ll Be Good To You
Don't You Worry Child (feat. John Martin)
Wanted You More
Baby Song
