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[00:37.52]Up those stone steps I climb
[00:45.17]Hail this joyful day's return
[00:51.79]Into its great shadowed vault I go
[00:59.20]Hail the Pentecostal morn
[01:07.52]The reading is from Luke 24
[01:14.42]Where Christ returns to his loved ones
[01:21.43]I look at the stone apostles
[01:28.70]Think that it's alright for some
[01:36.29]And I wish that I was made of stone
[01:44.46]So that I would not have to see
[01:51.46]A beauty impossible to define
[01:58.54]A beauty impossible to believe
[02:06.31]A beauty impossible to endure
[02:14.37]The blood imparted in little sips
[02:21.31]The smell of you still on my hands
[02:26.82]As I bring the cup up to my lips
[02:37.94]No God up in the sky
[02:44.14]And no devil beneath the sea
[02:52.51]Could do the job that you did, baby
[02:58.55]Of bringing me to my knees
[03:07.58]Outside I sit on the stone steps
[03:14.63]With nothing much to do
[03:21.36]Forlorn and exhausted, baby
[03:28.55]By the absence of you
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