| I saw the desert wind
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| Tear across the wilderness
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| I felt it blowing off the page
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| The teacher told me, «son
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| Always remember this»
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| And I have always been afraid
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| I read about the god of Moses
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| Roaring in the holy cloud
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| It shook my bedroom window panes
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| I did not understand then
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| I do not understand now
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| I don’t expect you to explain
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| You’ve been a mystery since the moment that I met you
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| You never move but I can never seem to catch you
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| The cornerstone
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| You said to eat your flesh
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| Before you broke the bread and blessed it
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| Before you poured the wine for every man
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| This is a hard, hard teaching
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| Can any man accept it?
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| Can any sage here understand?
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| You turned the tables over
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| There in your father’s temple
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| You cracked a whip and raised a shout
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| My daughter asked me why
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| I said, «love is never simple
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| It draws 'em in and drives 'em out.»
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| I saw you there but it was too late to change my course
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| And I collided with a beautiful immovable force
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| And so the stone that I rejected
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| It has become the cornerstone
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| All the maps were drawn
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| But the maps were wrong
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| The stars spin around
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| Another sun
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| All the maps were drawn
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| But the maps were wrong
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| The rivers are running from
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| The cornerstone
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| And you looked me in the eye and fixed me with a permanent stare
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| I met your gaze and saw the forges of the firmament there
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| The cornerstone
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| And the floods come up
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| And the rains come down… |