| My child, I had a visitation in my sleep last night
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| Something was calling to me from a blinding light
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| And told me not to fear it, hear it It said, «its time to make the world a little wiser.
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| There are enough destroyers and criticizers.
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| The world needs a healer, healer.»
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| And I awoke, my heart was pounding
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| cause it was not like me to have such dreams
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| But I could not fall asleep for wondering
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| Why the messenger had come to me My child, I am too old and I am set in my ways
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| But now I realize just what the voice conveyed
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| You will be a healer, healer
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| Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice
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| Because the healer comes
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| The healer comes
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| Your destiny I lay before you
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| But then the choice was never yours nor mine
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| When its time to take this burden on you
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| Then I will take the one you leave behind |