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We burn your flesh |
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We burn your soul |
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We gaze up into |
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God's new whole |
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And what do you think |
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We should find there? |
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But grace and favour |
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And beware |
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Let the wind catch a rainbow on fire |
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That complex |
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And eternity |
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The return to source |
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Of you and me |
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I cannot forward |
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Or rewind |
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This state of being |
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This aged resign |
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Let the wind catch a rainbow on fire |
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The pain of being |
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It always lingers |
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Between spare ribs |
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And probing fingers |
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In the love of life |
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I do crave |
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To bathe myself |
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Until the grave |
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In the love of life |
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I do crave |
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To bathe myself |
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Until the grave |
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Let the wind catch a rainbow on fire |
