| I never wanted guidance
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| To tell me where to find
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| A light in the darkness
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| Cause the dark I’d push aside
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| No time for dreaming of a distant Paradise
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| No time for tales of good and evil
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| Another correlation: as above so below
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| Another analysing where illusions fail to show
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| The face of the maker who’d leave you alone
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| Without a sense of comprehension
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| When that meadow — in front of my eyes — will have dried away
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| Will my senses wither like flowers on my grave
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| Will this wave of becoming flow into the void of time
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| The final hour:
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| When Never and Now become one
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| Will I find the orchid
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| The final hour:
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| Door to the garth of eternity?
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| Or withered orchid meadows?
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| Everybody’s praying
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| But what if God is just a threat
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| And everybody’s straying?
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| If only they would just forget
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| Everybody’s craving
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| For a ghost light in the haze:
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| You’ll lose your minds one after another
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| Everybody’s craving
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| For what doesn’t have a name or a face
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| So reason could fit it in the frame
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| In quest of the orchid:
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| A glimmer in the daze
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| Till I awake to the sound of rigour
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| What if that meadow in your mind is just a fantasy?
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| And if it wanted to be seen why must you believe?
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| Will this wave of becoming flow into the void of time
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| The final hour
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| When Never and Now become one
|
| Will I find the orchid
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| The final hour
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| Door to the garth of eternity
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| Or withered orchid meadows
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| Black orchid
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| Strange and beautiful
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| Oh black orchid I must find you
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| I remember that morning
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| He had to be told
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| What he couldn’t remember
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| After he’d spoken to the wall
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| And I gave to repression
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| What I must not have seen
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| What even believers
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| Must unlearn to unbelieve
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| The final hour
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| When Never and Now become one
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| Will I find the orchid
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| The final hour
|
| Door to the garth of eternity
|
| Or withered orchids
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| The final hour
|
| When Never and Now become one
|
| Will I find the orchid
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| The final hour
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| Door to the garth of eternity
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| Or withered black orchid meadows |