Mister tambourine man
A farmer of words
He plowed the land
A shadow of deep mystery
Burning of the passion
Lamplight looking into
The eyes of the forest
Many years of its tree
A song itself singing
A badge of courage
Target the heart
Target the soul
Truths that cannot be hidden
Must then be told
Words that might now
Just become a mumble
Still make the earth shake
And mountains crumble
Coming from a long distance
To a place close to the heart
You can speak so many words
But where do You really start
The fat lady
Could really be singing
But she prefers peace of mind
If you ask what
Happiness is worth
Might just be something
That you will never ever find!
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