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Must've been forces That took me on them wild courses Who knows how many poses That I've been in But them the main closest Hark! It gives meaning, Mine I cannot really post this, ah, flee the signs I worried 'bout rain And I worried 'bout lightning But I watched them off To the light in the morning Marking the slope Slung low in the highlands (Where the days have no numbers) If it's harmed me, it's harmed me, it'll harm me, I'll let it in Oh, the old modus Out to be leading live Said, comes the old ponens Demit to strive A word about Gnosis It ain't gonna buy the groceries Or middle-out locusts, or weigh to find I hurry 'bout shame And I worry 'bout a worn path And I wander off Just to come back home Turning to waltz Hold high in the lowlands ('Cause the days have no numbers) It harms me, it harms me, it harms me like a lamb So I can depose this Partial to the bleeding vines Suppose you can't hold shit How high I've been What a river don't know is To climb out and heed a line To slow among roses or stay behind I've been to that grove Where no matter the source is And I walked it off How long I'd last Sore-ring to cope Whole band on the canyon (When the days have no numbers) Well, it harms me, it harms me, it harms me, I'll let it in