Last night, as we were walking through the town,
You asked me to put off the crown.
We were in quiet darkness one on one,
But suddenly appeared the sun
And clouds came, and rain began
And something strange was coming down
I heard the voice and saw the man,
Felt all the fears, had to run..
...But didn’t...
05/2005
Crown
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