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Onto every note, out of every voice
To hear something more than our own
To know something more than we knew
The raising of the hands to the shouting of the heart
So fill the room as we cry out in unison, in unison
You make us what we are and we make you a part of us
Hardships and remembering how we changed
Without really changing at all
Sweat rolls down our face and hits the strings
We move and breathe together

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