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My tape recorder,
it must be lyin’
’cause this I just can’t believe.
I hear a voice that’s cryin’,
that’s not me.
The wheel goes round.
I hear a sound.
It’s comin’ out all wrong.
And I swear to you I never wrote that song.
I been livin’ in my own shell so long:
the only place I ever feel at home.
And oh, that music,
I hate those lyrics.
It stayed inside me so long.
And I swear to you I never wrote that song.
But pardon me,
I’m not lookin’ for sympathy,
Not sympathy.
I’m just thinking out loud.
the melody,
it goes nowhere pointlessly.
Silence please.
I been livin’ in my own shell so long:
the only place I ever feel at home.
And oh, that music,
I hate those lyrics.
It stayed inside me so long.
And I swear to you I never.
My God
If I should find myself in blackest night,
and fear is stabbin’ me all over,
a tiny prayer cracks the dark with light,
and I here sounds behind my wall.
Inside, a still, small voice, it calls and calls.
Then like a thunder bolt,
it falls and falls:

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