The need to know gives a strange reaction The need to know kills my soulmy passion When will I knowjust how far this goes I feel the glow of a man whose tasted loss Fail each timestrong in mind Turn each page that you wrote Now and then you'll see me there always pale with despair The safe release bears no threat or danger The tide is weakbut may welcome strangers This joy it seems maybe just a dream A soul uncleanlike a man whose tasted woe Fail each timestrong in mind Harbour tales of your woe Now and then you'll see me there always pale with despair Fail each timestrong in mind Turn each page that you wrote Now and then you'll see me there always pale with despair
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