(Sting)
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Upon a secret journey
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I met a holy man
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His blindness was his wisdom
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I'm such a lonely man
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And as the world was turning
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It rolled itself in pain
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This does not seem to touch you
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He pointed to the rain
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You will see light in the darkness
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You will make some sense of this
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And when you've made your secret journey
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You will find the love you miss
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And on the days that followed
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I listened to his words
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I strained to understand him
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I chased his thoughts like birds
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You will see light in the darkness
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You will make some sense of this
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And when you've made your secret journey
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You will find the love you miss
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You will see light in the darkness
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You will make some sense of this
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You will see joy in this sadness
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You will find this love you miss
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And when you've made your secret journey
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You will be a holy man
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(repeat to fade)
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Secret Journey
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| The Police |
