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CHORUS
A glooming peace this morning with it brings
The sun for sorrow will not show its head
Go hence to talk no more of these sad things
Some shall be pardoned and some punished
PRIEST
I'm sorry
PETER
I know
PRIEST
People come to the church in times like these for answers
But I have none...most words fall empty, but I'll try...
It is a horrible thing that no one should have to go through
Losing a friend at such a young age
You know, but you should know, that he is in a much better place
We'll always ask ourselves if there was something more
That could have been done...and that's natural
PETER
Do you ask yourself that, Father?
PRIEST
Me?
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