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| A MONK'S SONG | ||||||||||||
| stepped out of the city rode into the night isn't it a pity when no one gets it right jumped off of the mantle got too lonely there wrapped up in those threads of fear it just wasn't fair shed my woes and shed my clothes and shed my fantasies no one knows just how it goes when you've got to be like me |
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| you may find it in the temple, a cure for your disease but with it goes all the woes 'cause you've got to be so free stepped onto an other plane and landed on my head somtimes life is such a pain it'd feel better to be dead but I reached into my darkened soul just in time to find the ruins of an other life of an other time shed my woes and shed my clothes and shed my fantasies someone knows how it goes when you've got to be like me you may find him in the chapel, a cure for your disease but with him goes all the woes 'cause you've got to be so free stepped onto the holy ground with the mourning light head was filled with unearthly sounds it just seemed so right reached up to the painted sky with my other mind saved a bit of the sweet release for another time shared my woes and shared my clothes and shared my fantasies now everyone knows just how it goes when you've got to be like me you'll find it in the chapel, a cure for your disease and with it goes all the woes and you get to be so free |
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