If
I could
take
your
pain
and
set
you
free
I would
gladly
let
my body
reel
And
in agony
bend
till
there
Was
nothing
left
for
you
to feel
If
I could
take
your
sorrow
and
set
you
free
I would
gladly
let
my own
heart
sigh
And
weep
forever
till
there
Was
nothing
left
for
you
to cry
If
I could
take
your
anger
and
set
you
free
I would
gladly
dash
my head
in haste
Against
a stone
till
there
Was
nothing
left
for
you
to hate
If
I could
take
your
fear
and
set
you
free
I would
gladly
put
myself
instead
In dangerous
ways
till
there
Was
nothing
left
for
you
to dread
If
I could
take
your
soul
and
set
you
free
I would
gladly
fly
to Heaven's
high
Or Hell's
bottoms
low
till
there
Was
nothing
left
of my
own
life
An
Angel
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Scola
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