| I wasn’t lookin' for somethin' different
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| I was sailing slowly losing all control
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| I was goin' down in the dirty water
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| Deep into the middle of my soul
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| There like a streak of lightning, illuminating everything in sight
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| I surrendered to this senseless fighting
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| I surrendered to this senseless light
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| Over top of yonder mountain, over there where the rainbow ends
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| I took a drink from the holy fountain
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| Down around where the river bends
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| The further I followed this fallen path
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| The more I trusted in this fear
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| Then revealed in the aftermath
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| I didn’t know who I was, what, or where
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| Just west of Eden, from Chicago to Gethsemane
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| Just west of Eden, the flowers smelled like tragedy
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| Just west of Eden
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| Communion came like rollin' water
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| Like a feast to a hungry beast
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| I knelt beside a ploughman’s daughter
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| Whose thirst never seemed to cease
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| The gateway to the wicked led the lost under their wing
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| Silence fell upon this hopeless town and the bells of innocence began to ring
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| Just west of Eden, where Cain paved a pavement of sin
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| Just west of Eden, the trumpet wailed and the walls caved in…
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| Just west of Eden
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| Graced by the hours and the mindless traps
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| In which even the noblest fall
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| Love’s longing flower brought humility unto us all
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| I stood engulfed by temptations smile
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| Searching for the only key
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| Reverent eyes fell upon my brow
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| While she moved in the air like poetry
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| Clutching on to this sword, I hold the names of all the men
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| I rip myself from this chord
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| Falling free to find myself again
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| I seize the darkness with a sharpened tongue
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| Then spit it out at last
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| I watch the lighthouse from the water
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| Beware of the coming of the past
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| Just west of Eden, crucifixions while the cities burn
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| Just west of Eden, the priest wailed and the poet yearned
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| Just west of Eden, insolence, prejudice, and cowardice are learned…
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| Just west of Eden |