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Bring me a glass of waterTo wash the dirt from my throatI've been wandering my whole life out thereHelp me out of my coatThis water's as clear as crystalWe should thank the Lord for thatSit you down and hear my storyFind somewhere for my hatA barkeep takes a stranger's hatAnd finds a vacant hookTurns back towards the travellerHis right hand on an old black bookThe holy Book of NumbersI take it's something that you've read?The long search in the wildernessFor a place to lay my headSo many parables in the scripturesBut this one I'm doomed to tellFor I stormed the gates of HeavenTo find myself in HellThis is my lonely missionTo wake the world up to its fateTo dismantle my own inventionFor the hour is getting lateThis holy Book of NumbersAs we walk through the shadow of deathTell me, are you listening, boyOr am I just wasting my breath?There are fools in the courts of powerWhile I've walked through this vale of bitter tearsAt the mercy of recording angelsFor three score and twenty-five yearsThe barkeep gets up from the tableTo fill up another glassHe turns around to find an empty chairAll that's left is the name in his hat
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