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The sights, the places, the faces you may have seen, the times, the ages, mountains never climbed
Those names, the games, the passing of our time I have seen, I have dreamed, I have been before
Rich man, poor man, tailor and a mute, a king’s man, a queen’s man, a sailor, destitute,
white man, red man, and once a prostitute
Cities of gold, warriors bold, footprints in the sand flying machines, secret dreams, tears upon the land,
skies of fire, all were liars, then the final plan
Shaman, seer, a thinker with no rime, a changed man, a queer man, a dancer quite sublime,
a lone man, a quiet man, a child passing time
The truth, the sounds, the taste, the smells, Dead child in the street, in the arms of***** Dead mother,
grasping child, stories that they tell
Wander lust, have no trust, the stars are their domain, mossy knoll, mountain high, across the grassy plains
rune stones, broken bones, who remembers just their names
Soldier, sandman, proletariat, pawn, black man, sad man, a tinker with a song,
old man, young man, just wanting to belong
Seas of blood, before the flood, the seasons do not last, angels above, angels below, beckon with their wrath,
Giants of ice, pillars of salt, all stories long past,
Castles of stone and liquid rock, rise beyond our eyes, near Katmandu, to jungle dew, beneath a Martian sky
From what will be, to that that was, no one ever cries
From the darkness of the night, shadows of the day those dreams seem to wander by, at the edge of being seen
Beyond the trees, beneath the ice, before it had a name, before you ask me who I am, ask me who I've been
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