You came out to nowhere,
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With red roses pressed against your white chest.
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You sat down beside me and you
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Took me to a time when you could see,
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A time when you could feel,
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When you could speak,
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When I believed.
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You have seen some nameless,
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And some faceless,
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And some hopeless cases.
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You have touched the heart of darkness,
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Mister Kurtz is dead,
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And so are you.
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Where is your truth?
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Do you believe all that you see?
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And where'd you lay your grave?
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And what did Jesus say?
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You have opened my eyes to the nature
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Of our time and our lives,
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No safe truths, no comforting illusions,
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Make the best of your life.
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Naked
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Peach |