| I left my home to wander
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| As a pilgrim I travel on
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| One door leads to another
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| I am a tumbling stone
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| I search the hills of refuge
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| Seeking, wanting to be whole
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| I wanted to be made whole
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| I search with wild craving
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| With wild cravings
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| For I am a tumbling stone
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| To build a church with no walls
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| True hearts that shall not fall
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| Stand tall we won’t fall, no no no
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| Kindness, no sign of weakness
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| No sign of weakness
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| For I am a tumbling stone
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| I swim against the waves
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| They were dashing high, oh yeah
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| My angel said to me
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| Sweetly and softly to me
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| Breakdown, breakdown delusions
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| And roll on roll on roll on
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| Breakdown, breakdown confusion
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| Don’t you stop there you roll on, you
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| Breakdown, breakdown oppression
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| Oppression and poverty
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| I am, I am a tumbling stone |