As we walked down
Down down I feel I sink
Down down I fear I sink
Who would hide me
Who would help me
Who would hear me
Who would hold me
I do not want this
I do not want this
But my cries of woe
Have fallen on deaf ears
As the gentle breeze blows
I pray it carries me away far away
Away away I pray it sweeps me
Unto a place of safety .
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