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Gwhen the world skips a beatEmknocks you gently of your fleetAmit's not thunderDit's your cry's Verse 2 Gwhen the news comes at sideEm and you just want to run and hide Amit's not thunderDit's your cry's Chorus Gand your cry's were not in vaneEmsmall tears link into a golden chainAmpulling down the wallsDthat divide us..... G Em Am D