| The soul is the rock and the rock will not be moved
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| Nothing is disputed, yet nothing is disproved
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| And the seeds of the earth that were planted long ago
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| Still yield a better harvest than the rock was prone to grow
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| Say what you like to, do what you do
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| Everyone’s sleeping now two by two
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| Bats in the roof, cats in the hall
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| Dust on the stairway, gnats on the wall
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| Big rain comin'
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| Big rain comin' this way
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| Rain on the rock
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| Rain on the rock
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| Rain on the rock
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| The sea is the space which the rock has displaced
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| The mind is some stranger that some soul has embraced
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| And somewhere between, in a no-man's land of dreams
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| The heart becomes the soldier yet the rock is not redeemed
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| Say what you like to, do what you can
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| Live like a sheep, die like a lamb
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| Bats in the roof, cats in the hall
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| Dust on the stairway, gnats on the wall
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| Big rain comin'
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| Big rain comin' this way
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| Rain on the rock
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| Rain on the rock
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| Rain on the rock
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| The soul is the rock and the rock will always roll
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| In circles 'round the sun doing rings around the pole
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| When the mind is not sure what the heart will do next
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| The rock becomes the master and the road becomes what’s left
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| Late one night when the moon shone down
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| We went to the mill on the edge of the town
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| She wore white, I wore black
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| The town was sleeping when we got back
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| Big rain comin'
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| Big rain comin' this way
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| Rain on the rock
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| Rain on the rock
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| Rain on the rock
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| The soul is the rock and the rock will not be harmed
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| Though man must be cheated just as women must be charmed
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| And the mind is the light for the heart which cannot see
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| The soul becomes the stranger but the rock will always be
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| Say what you like to, do what you do
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| Everyone’s sleeping now two by two
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| Bats in the roof, cats in the hall
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| Dust on the stairway, gnats on the wall
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| Oh. |
| Big rain comin'
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| Big rain comin' this way
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| Rain on the rock
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| Rain on the rock
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| Rain on the rock
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| The soul is the rock and the rock will not be moved
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| Nothing is disputed yet nothing is disproved
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| And the seeds of the earth that were planted long ago
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| Still yield a better harvest than the rock was prone to grow
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| And the seeds of the earth that were planted long ago
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| Still yield a better harvest than the rock was prone to grow |