I'm falling to pieces But I put my request
into god by the deadline I wrote - would you
drink the sea If yelling has dried up your
language by this time Then I would have a
way to drive away Then I would have a road
and I could go today On the wisdom bus
heading into town I'll pay the fare to be a
believer I've rode imagination straight into
the ground And I gotta know what I gotta know
by now Power's acquired But I'm just
bewildered the same with the madness we make Love kisses hate Hate spits back all of
its tenderness with all its sadness
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