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Alisah Bonaobra

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Praying For Time (the X Factor Performance) Lyrics - Alisah Bonaobra

These are the days of the open hand 

They will not be the last 

Look around now 

These are the days of the beggars and the choosers 

 

This is the year of the hungry man 

Whose place is in the past 

Hand in hand with ignorance 

And legitimate excuses 

 

The rich declare themselves poor 

And most of us are not sure 

If we have too much 

But we'll take our chances 

Cause God's stopped keeping score 

I guess somewhere along the way 

He must have let us all out to play 

Turned his back and all god's children 

Crept out the back door 

 

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And it's hard to love, there's so much to hate 

Hanging on to hope 

When there is no hope to speak of 

And the wounded skies above say it's much too much too late 

Well maybe we should all be praying for time 

 

These are the days of the empty hand 

Oh you hold on to what you can 

And charity is a coat you wear twice a year 

 

This is the year of the guilty man 

Your television takes a stand 

And you find that what was over there is over here 

 

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So you scream from behind your door 

Say what's mine is mine and not yours 

I may have too much but I'll take my chances 

Cause God's stopped keeping score 

And you cling to the things they sold you 

Did you cover your eyes when they told you 

That he can't come back 

Because he has no children to come back for 

It's hard to love there's so much to hate 

Hanging on to hope when there is no hope to speak of 

And the wounded skies above say it's much too late 

So maybe we should all be praying for time 

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