From Harm
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I want the stream on main street
to sweep you off your aching soles
to cradle you and keep you from harm
deliver you into my open arms.
I’ll keep you from harm.
I’ll keep you from harm.
I want the rain to stop and the storm to pass
I want the howling wind to let us be,
so we can hold one another
feel safe and be together.
I’ll keep you from harm.
I’ll keep you from harm.
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