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Henry Poole Is Here
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Verse:
I've been locked up in a cell of my own making;
The key to freedom right there for the taking;
Why is it only ... that a stranger can see?
What's plain to everybody else but me?
Chorus:
But with faith in hope, and hope for love, miracles may follow;
That truth to me is something now that rings ... a little hollow;
If I should die tomorrow, or see my hundredth year,
Who would have heard me when I say: "Henry Poole is here?"
Verse:
What's to be said when there's nothing to say?
When sadness and anger stand in the way;
What gets done makes everything worse;
Where is the blessing ... in the midst of the curse?
Chorus:
But with faith in hope, and hope for love, miracles may follow;
That truth to me is something now that rings ... a little hollow;
If I should die tomorrow, or see my hundredth year,
Who would have heard me when I say: "Henry Poole is here?"
Bridge:
Sometime things may fade away, long before we lose them.
Sometimes things may happen ... just because we choose them.
Chorus:
So with faith in hope, and hope for love, miracles aren't magic;
But they are the stuff that keeps our lives from ... turning out so tragic.
If I should die tomorrow, or see my hundredth year,
I know it matters when I say: "Henry Poole is here?"
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Lyrics Credits: George Smith
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Music Credits: Kevin Reardon
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Producer Credits:
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Publisher Credits: Raghat Music
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Performance Credits: Joe Labbadia and the Raghat Band
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Story Behind the Song:
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Song Length: 3:01
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Primary Genre: Rock-Alternative
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Secondary Genre: Rock-General
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Tempo: Medium Fast (131 - 150)
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Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
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Language: English
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