| Where are you going I don’t mind
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| I’ve killed my world and I’ve killed my time
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| So, where do I go what do I see
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| I see many people coming after me
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| So where you’re going to I don’t mind
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| If I live too long, I’m afraid I’ll die
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| So I will follow you wherever you go
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| If your offered hand is still open to me
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| Strangers on this road we are on
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| We are not two, we are one
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| So you’ve been where I’ve just come
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| From the land that brings the losers on
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| And we will share this road we walk
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| And mind our mouths and beware our talk
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| 'Till peace we find, tell you what I’ll do
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| All the things that I own I will share with you
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| If I feel tomorrow like I feel today
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| We’ll do what we want and give the rest away
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| Strangers on this road we are on
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| We are not two, we are one
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| Holy man and holy priest
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| This love of life makes me weak at my knees
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| And when we get there make your play
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| 'Cause soon I feel you’re gonna carry us away
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| In a promised lie you made us believe
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| For many men, there is so much grief
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| And my mind is proud, but it aches with rage
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| And if I live too long I’m afraid I’ll die
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| Strangers on this road we are on
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| We are not two, we are one
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| Strangers on this road we are on
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| We are not two, we are one
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| Strangers on this road we are on
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| We are not two, we are one |