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在应用中打开 There's a beat coming from
somewhere other than my chest
There's words that stir up dust
in the peace that I will rest
A melody to ease the mind
long af ter I've lost mine
I will, but my song will never die
When I hear that hallelujah chorus
I'll lay down this guitar and someone
It ain't about the leaving,
it's in what you leave behind
I will, but my song will never die
True words are rare birds,
they heal up broken hearts
They sing through rusty strings
The notes are always changing,
but truth stands the test of time
I will, but my song will never die
When I hear that hallelujah chorus
I'll lay down this guitar and someone
It ain't about the leaving,
it's in what you leave behind
I will, but my song will never
When my name ain't nothing more
than just letters on a stone
Or flowers in a field full of other
It ain't about the leaving,
it's in what you leave behind
I will, but my song will never die
When I hear that hallelujah chorus
I'll lay down this guitar and someone
It ain't about the leaving,
it's in what you leave behind
I will, but my song will never die
Oh, I will, but my song will never die
