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How many miles |
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To Babyland? |
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Well, it's there |
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And back again! |
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Your bellied walls |
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Are clouding towards me |
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Look here and there |
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Look around! |
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I'll take you to Jerusalem |
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The black |
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And to Babylon the golden |
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The wet silvered stars |
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The gold mouthed |
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Wet speared sun |
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Beyond your heart |
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They guide you to |
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Jerusalem the black |
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And there to Babylon |
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The golden |
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Lovely kissed stoneworks |
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Blessed by many hands |
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And lips |
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All in the silence |
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Were dragged on knees |
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To Jerusalem the sleeping |
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And to Babylon the great |
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Babylon awake |
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And laughing |
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Jerusalem asleep |
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And smiling |
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Someone I know |
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He holds a gun |
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And shoots with his heart in |
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Jesus |
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Someone I know |
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Looks in your heart |
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Surrounded by |
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Ferocious angels |