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you say many things

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well I come from

The center of the universe


I'm here

Walking around


••     ••

Thru the neon lights

and the dead party sounds

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Oh little child


Come away with me

The lamb and the butcher

Always seem to meet

So


Come little child

Away with me


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Love


You say that you love me


But you've no staff in your hand

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No strength in your gaze

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The hills are before us

It's time to go there


Our child is waiting

And would be born free


& do we really

Know what he means ?




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