a few lost days
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to discover ancient truths
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also in ourselves
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a few lost days
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to discover ancient truths
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also in ourselves
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my dreams fly away
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they simply will not stay put
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filled with wanderlust
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our city’s burning
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Zuma-crony corruptness
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tearing us apart
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how can you live
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with a constant fear of dying?
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it’s no life at all
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desert man’s carpet
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black tent, glass pipe and pleasure
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here at Sinai
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my words often pitched
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on the cusp of making waves
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but then I rephrase
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thick snow on the roof
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it is warm in our attic
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but your heart is cold
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American guns
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turned against themselves again
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when will they learn?
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too many tourists
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at the sea of Galilee
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here I walk alone
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Homo sapiens
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what happened to our wisdom?
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see the state we’re in
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stripped winter branches
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our nakedness is revealed
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just like the bare trees
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