Every night when the sun goes down and cool air with calm surrounds
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The silent garden in which can be found the tree of love
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Every night you can find me there with sweating palms and matted hair
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And drops of blood dot the sand everywhere under the tree of love
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And you can hear them whispering under the tree of love
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And you can see them - under the tree of love can be found every saint and every sinner
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As they paw the desert ground for the fruit that falls each night from the tree of love
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Some nights there are many there and murmurs fill the desert air
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Odd and evens trying to make a pair under the tree of love
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On and on as the darkness falls the wistful sound of the searchers calls
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Are heard within and without the walls around the tree of love
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And you can hear them talking under the tree of love
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And you can see them - under the tree of love can be found every heel and every hero
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As they scour the desert sands for the fruit that falls each night from the tree of love
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Last night, before the end, I found myself under the tree again
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The branches break as the bones they bend under the tree of love
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And you can hear them shouting under the tree of love
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And you can see them - under the tree of love can be found every saint and every sinner
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As they search the desert ground for the fruit that falls each night from the tree of love
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They paw the desert ground for the fruit that falls each night from the tree of love
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They scour the ground for the fruit that falls each night from the tree of love
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Under the tree of love you will find me waiting
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Tree Of Love
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| GANGgajang |
