歌词
Times like those
My lowland home
Heaven and earth filled the room? til the windows broke
The children rose
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Imagine the end
Gathered in praise
The girls? voices are fierce in their wonder with hands on my face
They say,? You finally came?
Oh, I? ve been a poor brother
Lord, I took what was yours
You must know I lied for my birthright
And sold it on the roadside for half what it was worth
The men that I? ve known
I have to believe will be welcome by boys of their own
So that they might know
Oh, I? ve been a poor brother
Lord, I took what was yours
You must know I lied in your favor
I am marked in the valley
I am known along the way
We still meet at the end of the day
Oh, I am set free
And have been released