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As I walked out tonight in the mystic garden |
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The wounded flowers were dangling from the vine |
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I was passing by yon cool crystal fountain |
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Someone hit me from behind |
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Ain't talking, just walking |
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Through this weary world of woe |
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Heart burning, still yearning |
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No one on earth would ever know |
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They say prayer has the power to heal |
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So pray for me, mother |
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In the human heart an evil spirit can dwell |
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I am trying to love my neighbor and do good unto others |
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But oh, mother, things ain't going well |
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Ain't talking, just walking |
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I'll burn that bridge before you can cross |
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Heart burning, still yearning |
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There'll be no mercy for you once you've lost |
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Now I'm all worn down by weeping |
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My eyes are filled with tears, my lips are dry |
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If I catch my opponents ever sleeping |
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I'll just slaughter them where they lie |
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Ain't talking, just walking |
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Through the world mysterious and vague |
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Heart burning, still yearning |
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Walking through the cities of the plague. |
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Well, the whole world is filled with speculation |
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The whole wide world which people say is round |
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They will tear your mind away from contemplation |
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They will jump on your misfortune when you're down |
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Ain't talking, just walking |
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Eating hog eyed grease in a hog eyed town. |
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Heart burning, still yearning |
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Some day you'll be glad to have me around. |
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They will crush you with wealth and power |
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Every waking moment you could crack |
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I'll make the most of one last extra hour |
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I'll revenge my father's death then I'll step back |
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Ain't talking, just walking |
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Hand me down my walking cane. |
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Heart burning, still yearning |
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Got to get you out of my miserable brain. |
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All my loyal and my much-loved companions |
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They approve of me and share my code |
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I practice a faith that's been long abandoned |
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Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road |
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Ain't talking, just walking |
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My mule is sick, my horse is blind. |
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Heart burning, still yearning |
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Thinking about that girl I left behind. |
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Well, it's bright in the heavens and the wheels are flying |
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Fame and honor never seem to fade |
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The fire gone out but the light is never dying |
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Who says I can't get heavenly aid? |
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Ain't talking, just walking |
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Carrying a dead man's shield |
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Heart burning, still yearning |
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Walking with an ache in my heel |
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The suffering is unending |
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Every nook and cranny has its tears |
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I'm not playing, I'm not pretending |
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I'm not nursing any superfluous fears |
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Ain't talking, just walking |
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Walking ever since the other night. |
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Heart burning, still yearning |
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Walking until I'm clean out of sight. |
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As I walked out in the mystic garden |
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On a hot summer day, a hot summer lawn |
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Excuse me, ma'am, I beg your pardon |
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There's no one here, the gardener is gone |
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Ain't talking, just walking |
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Up the road, around the bend. |
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Heart burning, still yearning |
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In the last outback at the world's end. |
