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I was the one
I was floating in an iridescent bubble of gold
I took you on
I taught you everything you needed to know
To succeed
I feel like all the dreams in my heart have been consumed by something from the start
You won't know that 'til later my dear
I took a trip across San-Americo
My jeans are bulging with gold
But even so you won't know that 'til later my dear
Directed, directed, directed, directed
The reason I left you in Crete
Was that you might straighten out what was left unfinished
And appoint elders in every town
Who appointed you
You end up digging the land
You end up digging Melchizedek
I was the one
I was hoping there was a priest somewhere to listen to my tale
Get this off my chest
It's been playing on my conscience
For years
Yes years
As a priest I am here to listen
Let it rip just show me what you've got
Father I just can't stop
Stop what?
Stop bursting into song
I know it can't be that wrong
Directed, directed, directed, directed
The reason I left you in Crete
Was that you might straighten out what was left unfinished
And appoint elders in every town
The reason I fall at your feet
Is that I don't feel worthy to know you
I don't feel I know you
This is my confession
This is my confession
This is my confession