| My chances thrown upon a table like dice and | |
| I’m taking one step back and one ahead to start again | |
| As i need glasses when the writing is too small | |
| I cannot read the big letters of poems written by | |
| God... by God... | |
| The lives i’m living just by sitting on this train | |
| the light upon a face that i may never see again | |
| the words you said that i could never understand | |
| I could not read the big letters of poems written by... | |
| God... by God... | |
| ...The grain of sand before the wind would blow it off my | |
| hand... my hand... | |
| Read the stories on these walls... | |
| ...people’s letters to the world... | |
| every soul and every word every truth nobody knows… | |
| your chances thrown upon a table like dice and | |
| were you born in the right time on the right side of the world? | |
| As I need glasses when the writing is too small | |
| i’ll never read the big letters of poems written by... | |
| By God… by God… | |
| The chances thrown upon a table like dice… | |
| i’ll never read the big letters of poems written by God… |
| My chances thrown upon a table like dice and | |
| I' m taking one step back and one ahead to start again | |
| As i need glasses when the writing is too small | |
| I cannot read the big letters of poems written by | |
| God... by God... | |
| The lives i' m living just by sitting on this train | |
| the light upon a face that i may never see again | |
| the words you said that i could never understand | |
| I could not read the big letters of poems written by... | |
| God... by God... | |
| ... The grain of sand before the wind would blow it off my | |
| hand... my hand... | |
| Read the stories on these walls... | |
| ... people' s letters to the world... | |
| every soul and every word every truth nobody knows | |
| your chances thrown upon a table like dice and | |
| were you born in the right time on the right side of the world? | |
| As I need glasses when the writing is too small | |
| i' ll never read the big letters of poems written by... | |
| By God by God | |
| The chances thrown upon a table like dice | |
| i' ll never read the big letters of poems written by God |
| My chances thrown upon a table like dice and | |
| I' m taking one step back and one ahead to start again | |
| As i need glasses when the writing is too small | |
| I cannot read the big letters of poems written by | |
| God... by God... | |
| The lives i' m living just by sitting on this train | |
| the light upon a face that i may never see again | |
| the words you said that i could never understand | |
| I could not read the big letters of poems written by... | |
| God... by God... | |
| ... The grain of sand before the wind would blow it off my | |
| hand... my hand... | |
| Read the stories on these walls... | |
| ... people' s letters to the world... | |
| every soul and every word every truth nobody knows | |
| your chances thrown upon a table like dice and | |
| were you born in the right time on the right side of the world? | |
| As I need glasses when the writing is too small | |
| i' ll never read the big letters of poems written by... | |
| By God by God | |
| The chances thrown upon a table like dice | |
| i' ll never read the big letters of poems written by God |
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