[Verse 1]
In a certain way
All thoughts will decay
And in the scourful hour
Truth will gain its power
And all the words of man
Will go where they began
[Chorus]
And I'll hold your shaking hand
Cross the teary tired land
And you’ll hold my quivering hand
[Chorus]
And I'll hold your shaking hand
Cross the teary tired land
And you'll hold my quivering hand
[Outro]
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