06 Branyard Story
Intro + ://:
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Chicken in the farmyard, there's an oven in your bin
You're growing old with sorrow, you're growing fat with sin
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I was living in the graveyard, I was hanging from the wall
I was living in the desert, I was trying not to fall
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Once I stood upon Olympus, then the heavens opened wide
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I beheld that flaming chariot and I saw the sacred bride
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Now and then my life seems truer,
now and then my thoughts seem pure
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All in all, my thoughts are fewer -
maybe death will be my cure