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Must've been forces

That took me on them wild courses

Who knows how many poses

That I've been in

But them the main closest

Hark! It gives meaning, Mine

I cannot really post this, ah, flee the signs

I worried 'bout rain

And I worried 'bout lightning

But I watched them off

To the light in the morning

Marking the slope

Slung low in the highlands

(Where the days have no numbers)

If it's harmed me, it's harmed me, it'll harm me, I'll let it in

Oh, the old modus

Out to be leading live

Said, comes the old ponens

Demit to strive

A word about Gnosis

It ain't gonna buy the groceries

Or middle-out locusts, or weigh to find

I hurry 'bout shame

And I worry 'bout a worn path

And I wander off

Just to come back home

Turning to waltz

Hold high in the lowlands

('Cause the days have no numbers)

It harms me, it harms me, it harms me like a lamb

So I can depose this

Partial to the bleeding vines

Suppose you can't hold shit

How high I've been

What a river don't know is

To climb out and heed a line

To slow among roses or stay behind

I've been to that grove

Where no matter the source is

And I walked it off

How long I'd last

Sore-ring to cope

Whole band on the canyon

(When the days have no numbers)

Well, it harms me, it harms me, it harms me, I'll let it in