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You may rest in doubt forever |
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And the choices will be made for you |
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Concerning good and evil |
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No rash judging should be done |
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Where the view is broad |
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Atop and above, from within |
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But is that really so |
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It all lies for you to decide |
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No heavens would care |
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If you only did dare |
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Sigh and moan |
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Cry or scream |
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The facts won't wash away |
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But one end there will be |
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4. |
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In the heart of all that |
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That do come here |
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No flow or devotion or aim |
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To be found |
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It will forever stay the same |
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And the art of them |
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That climb and ascend |
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The start of things anew and reborn |
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Free of the worrying and any scorn |
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And any scorn... |
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5. |
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Through all the nights thick with mist |
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And the blank unrelentless of days |
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Eagerly keep eyes open to see |
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What tool to be picked up for your final |
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A pondering of might through a peeking top |
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And the shadow, and the dark side |
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Of your existence will be forgotten |
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(Chorus) |
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The limbo unmade into a garden |
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Coffin-shaped heart |
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And dawning suns to rise for that - |
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That sole one |
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Coffin-shaped heart |
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And who would have thought it - |
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Thought it to be true |
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Coffin-shaped heart |
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That all answers were found - |
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Found in there |
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(Repeat 4.) |
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(Repeat chorus) |
