i wrote myself out of prison
and i fought a civil war
didn't dare to meet my people
who drifted away in the world
learned to hide in open spaces
in order to get my things done
and now i can't be found
loneliness, when the day is done
this night i recall you
i saw you once and i think you saw me through
i'm still searching,
i'm still searching for you
is it too late for you to come?
too early for you to come?
sing, love, the conflict on my tongue
will my work ever be done?
faithful own the true heart waken (?)
sing, love, the horror of my tongue
my beliefs have come undone
lessons of love and teachings of time
this night i recall you
i saw you once and i think you saw me too
i'm still in love
i'm still in love

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