I was wrong
You were wrong
We kept hurting each other
Nobody won
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Baby imagine
U and me together with passion
Late night still awake ready for sexual action
My lullabies nullify the stress in ya mind
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His third eye is invisible in the physical as he talks of what it sees
in dark lands and seas
He's considered lyrical and spiritual, he sees death lurk and blow
like breeze through parks, sand and trees
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I have a dream
You have a dream
Like Martin Luther King
So let's just spread our wings
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Talk to me
Tell me all the places you have been
The different grounds you have trod
And when you had no companionship but God
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I sought it in the sky
And found it shining with the stars
I sought it on the field
And found it blooming with the flowers
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He's seven and sad, his home's been raised by rage
up to the edge of a cliff
Its freefall at any moment will break it in two
and he's forced to live with a split
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