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Who speaks of me
as I spoke myself
Who travels me
as I travel light
Who sees me
as I see truth
Who denies me
to decieve the Time

Who hears me
in the tears of an orphan child
Who feels me
in the pain of a tortured man
Who holds me
in the strength of a slaughtered wife

Who would believe me
if I sang a curse
for a beloved god
Who would spare me
in this tyranny of the sun

And the shores of eden knows
And the sores of eden grown

As my friend the wind climbs on the waters
and down he flows

And my brothers suffocate
So my sisters cry in vain
For a hope that hasn't been
forever yours

So the mountain holds me tight
in the darkest beam of light
And lets me roam into eternity and dust

Yet you've always travelled me
through my sweetest misery

And the ache has carved
your life into my loss

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