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Jethro Tull
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Jethro Tull
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Miscellaneous
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Passion Play
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"Do you still see me even here?"
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The silver cord lies on the ground.
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"And so I'm dead", the young man said
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Over the hill, not a wish away.
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My friends as one all stand aligned
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Although their taxis came too late.
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There was a rush along the Fulham Road.
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There was a hush in the Passion Play.
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Such a sense of glowing in the aftermath
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Ripe with rich attainments all imagined
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Sad misdeeds in disarray, the sore thumb screams aloud
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Echoing out of the Passion Play.
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All the old familiar choruses come crowding in a different key
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Melodies decaying in sweet dissonance.
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There was a rush along the Fulham Road
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Into the ever-Passion Play.
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And who comes here to wish me well?
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A sweetly-scented angel fell.
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She laid her head upon my disbelief
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And bathed me with her ever-smile.
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And with a howl across the sand
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I go escorted by a band
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Of gentlemen in leather bound
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No one but someone to be found.
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All along the icy wastes there are faces smiling in the gloom.
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Roll up roll down, Feeling unwound? Step into the viewing room.
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The cameras were all around, We've got you taped- you're in the Play.
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Here's your I.D., ideal for identifying one and all.
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Invest your life in the memory bank, ours the interest and we
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thank you.
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The ice-cream lady wet her drawers, to see you in the Passion Play.
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Take the prize for instant pleasure
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Captain of the cricket team
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Public speaking in all weathers
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A knighthood from a queen.
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All your best friends telephones never cooled from the heat of
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your hand.
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From your hand.
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There's a line in a front-page story- 13 horses that also-ran.
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Also-ran.
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Climb in your old umbrella, Does it have a nasty tear in the dome?
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In the dome?
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But the rain only gets in sometimes, and the sun never leaves you
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alone.
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You alone.
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You alone.
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Lover of the black and white- it's your first night.
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The Passion Play goes all the way-spoils your insight.
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Tell me how the baby's made, how the lady's laid
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Why the old dog howls in sadness.
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And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony
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shoulders of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously into
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her geography revision.
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The examining body examined her body.
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Actor of the low-high Q, let's hear your view.
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Peek at the lines upon your sleeve, since your memory won't do.
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Tell me how the baby's graded, how the lady's faded
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Why the old dogs howl with madness.
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All of this and some of that's the only way to skin the cat.
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And now you've lost a skin or two- you're for us and we for you.
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The dressing room is right behind
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We've got you taped, you're in the Play.
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How does it feel to be in the Play?
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How does it feel to play the Play?
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How does it feel to be the Play?
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Man of passion rise again, we won't cross you out.
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For we do love you like a son, of that there's no doubt.
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Tell us, is it you who are here for our good cheer?
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Or are we here for the glory, for the story
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For the gory satisfaction of telling you how absolutely awful you
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really are?
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There was a rush along the Fulham Road.
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There was a hush in the Passion Play.
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This is the story of the hare who lost his spectacles!
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Owl loved to rest quietly whilst no one was watching. Sitting on a
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fence one day, he was surprised when suddenly a kangaroo ran close by.
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Now this may not seem strange, but when Owl overheard Kangaroo whisper
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to no one in particular, "The hare has lost his spectacles", well, he
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began to wonder.
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Presently, the moon appeared from behind a cloud, and there, lying on
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the grass, was Hare. In the stream that flowed by the grass- a newt.
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And sitting astride a twig of a bush- a bee.
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Ostensibly motionless, the hare was trembling with excitement, for
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without his spectacles he was completely helpless. Where were his
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spectacles? Could someone have stolen them? Had he mislaid them? What
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was he to do?
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Bee wanted to help, and thinking he had the answer, began, "You
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probably ate them thinking they were a carrot".
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"No!" interrupted Owl, who was wise. "I have good eysight, insight,
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and foresight. How could an intelligent hare make such a silly
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mikstake?" But all this time, Owl had been sitting on the fence,
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scowling!
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Kangaroo were hopping mad at this sort of talk. She thought herself
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far superior in intelligence to the others. She was their leader,
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their guru. She had the answer: "Hare, you must go in search of the
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optician"
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But then she realized that Hare were completely helpless without his
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spectacles. And so, Kangaroo loudly proclaimed, "I can't send Hare in
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search of anything!"
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"You can, guru, you can!" shouted Newt. "You can send him with Owl."
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But Owl had gone to sleep. Newt knew too much to be stopped by so
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small a problem: "You can take him in your pouch." But alas, Hare was
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much too big to fit into Kangaroo's pouch.
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All this time, it had been quite plain to Hare that the others knew
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nothing about spectacles.
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As for all their tempting ideas, well Hare didn't care.
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The lost spectacles were his own affair.
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And after all, Hare did have a spare a-pair...
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A-pair...
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We sleep by the ever-bright hole in the door
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Eat in the corner, talk to the floor.
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Cheating the spiders who come to say "Please"
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Politely they bend at the knees.
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Well I'll go to the foot of our stairs.
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Old gentlemen talk of when they were young
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Of ladies lost and erring sons.
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Lace-covered dandies revel with friends
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Pure as the truth tied at both ends.
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Well I'll go to the foot of our stairs.
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Scented cathedral-spire pointed down
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We pray for souls in Kentish town.
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A delicate hush- the gods floating by
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Wishing us well- pie in the sky.
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God of Ages, Lord of Time
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Mine is the right to be wrong.
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Well I'll go to the foot of our stairs.
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Jack rabbit mister, spawn a new breed
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Of love-hungry pilgrims, no bodies to feed
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Show me a good man and I'll show you the door.
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The last hymn is sung and the devil cries "More"
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Well, I'm all for leaving and that being done
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I've put in a request to take up my turn
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In that forsaken paradise that calls itself Hell
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Where no one has nothing and nothing is well-
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-meaning fool, pick up thy bed and rise
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Up from your gloom smiling.
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Give me your hate and do as the loving heathen do.
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Colors I've none- dark or light, red, white or blue
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Cold is my touch- freezing
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Summoned by name, I am the overseer over you.
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Given this command to watch o'er our miserable sphere.
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Fallen from grace, called on
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To bring sun or rain, occasional corn from my oversight grew.
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Fell with mine angels from a far better place
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Offering services for the saving of face.
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Now you're here you may as well admire
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All whom living has retired
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From the benign reconciliation.
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Legends were born surrounding mysterious lights
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Seen in the sky, flashing.
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I just lit a fag, then took my leave in the blink of an eye.
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Passionate play, join round the maypole in dance
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Primitive rite- wrongly
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Summoned by name, I am the overseer over you.
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Flee the icy Lucifer!
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Oh he's an awful fellow!
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What a mistake! I didn't take
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A feather from his pillow.
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Here's the everlasting rub
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Neither am I good or bad
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I'd give up my halo for a horn
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And the horn for the hat I once had.
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I'm only breathing, there's life on my ceiling
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The flies there are sleeping quietly...
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Twist my right arm in the dark
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I would give two or three for
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One of those days that never made
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Impressions on the old score.
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I would gladly be a dog
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Barking up the wrong tree
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Everyone's saved- we're in the grave
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See you there for afternoon tea.
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Time for awaking, the tea-lady's making
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A brew up and baking new bread...
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Pick me up at half past none
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There's not a moment to lose
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There is the train on which I came
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On the platform are my old shoes.
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Station master rings his bell
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Whistles blow and flags wave
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A little of what you fancy does
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You good, or so it should
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I thank everybody for making me welcome
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I'd stay but my wings have just dropped off.
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Hail, Son of Kings! Make the ever-dying sign
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Cross your fingers in the sky for those about to BE.
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There am I, waiting along the sand.
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Cast your sweet spell upon the land and sea.
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Magus Perde', take your hand from off the chain
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Loose a wish to still the rain, the storm about to BE.
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Here am I, Voyager into life.
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Tough are the soles that tread the knife's edge.
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Break the circle, stretch the line, call upon the Devil.
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Bring the gods, the gods' own fire in the conflict revel.
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The passengers upon the ferry crossing, waiting to be born
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Renew the pledge of life's long song, rise to the reveille horn.
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Animals queueing at the gate that stands upon the shore
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Breathe the ever-burning fire that guards the ever-door.
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Man, son of man, buy the flame of ever-life
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Yours to breathe and breath the pain of living, living BE!
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Here am I! Roll the stone away
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From the dark into ever-day.
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There was a rush along the Fulham Road
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Into the ever-Passion Play.
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