| Desperate measures lead to death
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| From the mouth of Gabriel
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| Who died in his sleep when the world was a very big mess
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| A very big mess; |
| he saw too much
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| From now on I will look away from every accident
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| That may or may not come my way
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| Saw you were talking up above the Aleph room
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| Masquerading as a loom
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| Both of us saw things
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| No one else would see as well
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| From the mouth of Gabriel
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| No one else would hear as well
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| From the mouth of Gabriel
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| From the mouth of Gabriel
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| From the mouth of Gabriel
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| From the mouth of Gabriel
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| Don’t be so sure of what you feel, it might as well be trouble
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| From now on just let the universe be your shelter from the enemy
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| Your face has changed
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| I hardly know who you are this time
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| And what a mess I’ve made of you
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| You probably would but I won’t let you run away
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| You probably should but I won’t let you run away this time
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| Don’t be afraid of loneliness, some refugee beside itself
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| Instead of what you’ve got
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| You probably would but I won’t let you go away
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| You probably should but I won’t let you go away this time
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| Your face has changed
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| I hardly know who you are this time
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| And when I came into your room
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| You tried to jump
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| Now I know this is strange to hear from the mouth of God
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| It was something like a scene from Mars
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| In a struggle between loves and lies
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| The angel kept his face covered for to keep his word
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| And while I spoke something left from my life
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| Forget about the past
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| Be at rest I’ll make things right
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| And while I held you at best you nearly died
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| Forget about the past
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| And I’ll try to make things right |