Its easier not to be wise
And measure these things by your brains
I sank into eden with you
Alone in the church by and by
Ill read to you here, save your eyes
Youll need them, your boat is at sea
Your anchor is up, youve been swept away
And the greatest of teachers wont hesitate
To leave you there, by yourself,
Chained to fate…
- Live: I Alone, Throwing Copper
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