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Showed me pictures in the gallery |
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Showed me novels on the shelf |
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Put my hands across the table |
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Gave me knowledge of myself. |
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Showed me visions, showed me nightmares |
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Gave me dreams that never end |
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Showed me light out of the tunnel |
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When there was darkness all around instead. |
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Tore down a la Rimbaud |
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And I wish my message would come |
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Tore down a la Rimbaud, you know it's hard some time |
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you know it's hard some time. |
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Showed me ways and means and motions |
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Showed me what it's like to be |
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Gave me days of deep devotions |
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Showed me things I cannot see. |
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Tore down a la Rimbaud |
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And I wish my purpose would come |
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Tore down a la Rimbaud, you know it's hard some time. |
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You know it's hard some time. |
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Showed me different shapes and colours |
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Showed me many different roads |
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Gave me very clear instructions |
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When I was in the dark night of the soul. |
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Tore down a la Rimbaud |
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And I wish my writing would come |
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Tore down a la Rimbaud, you know it's hard some time. |
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you know it's hard some time. |
