For what it s worth

Or you ll be stricken bound

Kicking up dirt

For when it s dark

You never know what the night it may bring

Go ahead with your scheming

And shop at home

You ll find treasure

While cooking up bones

But the knife is sharp

You d better watch that you don t cut your hands

And they covered up the sun

Until the birds had flown away

And the fishes in the sea

Had gone to sleep

Holy moses our hearts are screaming

Souls are lifting only dreaming

We ll be waiting some are praying

For a time when no one s cheating

The sunlight rising over the horizon

Just a distant memory the dawn chorus

Birds singing bells ringing

In our hearts in our minds...

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