I dreamed I met a Galilean, A most amazing
man He had that look you very rarely
find The haunting, hunted kind I asked him
to say what had happened How it all began I
asked again He never said a word As if he
hadn't heard And next the room was full Of
wild and angry men They seemed to hate this
man They fell on him and then disappeared
again Then I saw thousands of
millions Crying for this man And then I
heard them mentioning my name And leaving me
the blame
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