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The Streets Will Lighten Up My Way . . . . .
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I WANT TO HIDE “ME” ,
DONT TRY TO FIND “ME” . . . . .
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NOBODY KNOW THAT WHO I AM . . . . . . . . . . .
BUT KNOW MY NAME . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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A LIGHT IS GONE ,
A VOICE WE LOVE IS STILL . . . . . . . . . . .
A PLACE IS VACANT ,
WHICH WE CAN NEVER FILL . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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IF GUNS DON’T KILL PEOPLE ,
PEOPLE KILL PEOPLE . . . . .