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Upon a secret journey |
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I met a holy man |
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His blindness was his wisdom |
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I'm such a lonely man |
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And as the world was turning |
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It rolled itself in pain |
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This does not seem to touch you |
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He pointed to the rain |
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You will see light in the darkness |
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You will make some sense of this |
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And when you've made your secret journey |
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You will find this love you miss |
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And on the days that followed |
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I listened to his words |
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I strained to understand him |
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I chased his thoughts like birds |
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You will see light in the darkness |
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You will make some sense of this |
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And when you've made your secret journey |
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You will find this love you miss |
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You will see light in the darkness |
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You will make some sense of this |
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You will see joy in this sadness |
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You will find this love you miss |
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And when you've made your secret journey |
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You will be a holy man |
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And when you've made your secret journey |
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You will be a holy man |
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And when you've made your secret journey |
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You will be a holy man |
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And when you've made your secret journey |
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You will be a holy man |
