I don't believe in the words of the prophets

I'd rather listen to you

Help me find my way

I'm asking you

My knees are weak from climbing this mountain

It hurts so much to walk

And you can tell everyone

How you carry me on

Nervousness and fear I can see in your eyes

All the time

Help me find my way

I'm asking you

My soul is lost from a melody

And everything around me flows

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