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Found us in a small café Happened to be out that day To watch it go by Came to pass that we shall be Early sign to victory From out of their eye If you lay your guns to ground Feel the weight of coming down Fall from your mind Something that I ought to say Take away the pain of day I'm leading the blind Worn and drifting Won't you carry me out of this place? Found us in a small café Happened to be out that day To write it all down As they fell upon the floor They thought of all that's gone before They went to the ???? SongtexteThe old man is drifting Won't you carry me out of this place The white dove is rising To the sound of your God given grace To the sound of your God given grace Aus Songtexte Mania