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When the leaves have fallen from the last life tree
Will you still be calling with a song for me?
When the rocks are empty of the gold we seek
Will you give me reason, reason to move my feet?
When the disillusioned are cleaned off the streets
Will you clean my shirt and hide me from police?
When I no longer follow another man's beliefs
Will you walk with me when I'm on my own two feet?
When we finally poisoned every last threatening beast
Will you make my heart pound and shake up my beliefs?
When each lock is picked and possession means to lose
Will we sleep sound while the rich shake in their shoes
Until they learn to sing the blue game?
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When the dogs are called off on their search for truth
Will you sit with me while they howl, what's the use?
When the ocean swallows up the priests on high ground
Will you swim with me, my love, deep into the sound?
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