🎶Over there, just beneath the moon There's a man with a burden to keep And sleep will fall washout rags and paper bags Homes and lives passing by Who will see the beauty in your life? Who will be there to hear you when you call? Who will see the madness in your life? And who will be there to catch you if you fall?🎶
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