| Oh, creator, won’t you soothe my tired soul?
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| It’s so afraid, it’s so all alone
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| I feel the Fates weave my golden thread
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| Golden and glowin' one alone
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| All my gloom on the loom
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| Oh, lover, won’t you hold me in your hands?
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| I’m a little worried, I am all that I have
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| And I ache to be held and I want to be good
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| I don’t wanna die, wanna be understood
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| All my gloom, and all my doom
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| Oh, Mama, won’t you decode my dream?
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| I took the baby from your arms to dry her little tears
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| And when I moved the hair out of her eyes, I saw that she was me
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| And you cooed, «My oldest one, won’t you soothe your ancient soul?
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| It’s so afraid, it’s so all alone»
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| Oh, lover, won’t you hold me in your hands?
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| I’m a little worried I am all that I have
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| And I want to be good and I long to be loved
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| I wanna live, can you understand?
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| I am fightin' a villain inside of my head
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| It wants the crown, it wants the title to my soul
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| I’ll be ripe for the rotting when I finally go
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| Where there ain’t no more me left to console
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| Oh, my death, won’t you spare me today?
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| Today, I’ll feel the sun, today, I’ll swim the lake
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| I’ll make somethin' real if today you let me wait
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Somethin' real, make somethin' real
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Take, take all my gloom
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| Soothe my soul
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| Soothe my ancient soul
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| Soothe, soothe, soothe my soul
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| Soothe, soothe, soothe my soul
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| Soothe my soul
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| Soothe, soothe, soothe |