| A blind woman asked me today:
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| Son, what do you see in the sky?
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| I don’t know why but I said:
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| The sun.
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| But nobody has ever seen the sun,
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| It’s just a fuckin' lamp that was hung by someone,
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| And nobody ever will understand —
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| It’s not the sun, it’s just a lamp
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| I don’t wanna say that I know everything,
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| People tell me that I’m a sick,
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| But one day, my Lord will give me answer.
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| Long way and I’m so lonely,
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| It’s a new day
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| But I still feel alive.
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| Pain slowly killing my brain,
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| The noise of a passing train,
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| Somebody turned on the rain,
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| Again.
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| I try to forget, but I can’t, I can’t,
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| This fuckin' bastards don’t leave my head,
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| And I wanna sleep, but I cant find the bed,
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| It’s everything makes me so fuckin' mad,
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| I try to forget, but I can’t, I can’t,
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| And nobody ever will understand,
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| But one day, my Lord will give me answer.
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| Long way and I’m so lonely,
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| It’s a new day, But I still feel alive. |