My chances thrown upon a table like dice and I'm taking one step back and one ahead to start again As i need glasses when the writing is too small I cannot read the big letters of poems written by God... by God... The lives i'm living just by sitting on this train the light upon a face that i may never see again the words you said that i could never understand I could not read the big letters of poems written by... God... by God... ...The grain of sand before the wind would blow it off my hand... my hand... Read the stories on these walls... ...people's letters to the world... every soul and every word every truth nobody knows... your chances thrown upon a table like dice and were you born in the right time on the right side of the world? As I need glasses when the writing is too small i'll never read the big letters of poems written by... By God... by God... The chances thrown upon a table like dice... i'll never read the big letters of poems written by God...
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