Tom:
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They say misfortune comes in threes, the apple orchard burns.
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And with it go my hopes and dreams, forgotten lies return.
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But you'll be there through thick and thin, to see me to the end.
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The dark of night is always worse before sunrise, begins.
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Opal oak. on the edge, on the edge, of heaven.
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Opal oak. on the edge, on the edge, of heaven.
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And so we cut the silken thread,
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the spider's coiling web.
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How delicate the lives we knit the
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ties of hope once had.
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Opal oak. on the edge, on the edge, of heaven.
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Opal oak. on the edge, on the edge, of heaven.