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Kapitel 97 - Die Verschwundenen

de joshua tree

When there's nothing left but the fire in my chest and the air that fills my lungs
I'll hold my tears and trade my years for a glimpse at kingdom come
On the other side of misery, there's a world we long to see
The strife we share will take us there, to relief and sovereignty

Oh, by God, we'll have our home again
By God, we'll have our home
By blood or sweat, we'll get there yet
By God, we'll have our home

In our own towns, we're foreigners now, our names are spat and cursed
The headlines smack of another attack, not the last and not the worst
Oh, my fathers they look down on me, I wonder what they feel
To see their noble sons driven down beneath a coward's heel

Oh, by God we'll have our home again
By God, we'll have our home
By blood or sweat, we'll get there yet
By God, we'll have our home

The road is dark, the way is lost, my eyes, they strain to see
I struggle forth to find a friend to light the way for me
Oh, brothers, can you hear my voice or am I all alone?
If there's no fire to guide my way, then I will start my own

Oh, by God we'll have our home again
By God, we'll have our home
By blood or sweat, we'll get there yet
By God, we'll have our home

Oh, by God we'll have our home again
By God, we'll have our home
By blood or sweat, we'll get there yet
By God, we'll have our home

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