Meeting Eternity

(Am I hoovering? Or is it my soul being hoovered?)
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Let me be free
Let me be free
Let me be free-oh
Let me be free
So, son, you wanna play with the big boys
Play with all the wealth, the power, the sick toys
Thought you'd flower; your mind is still poison
Still no sign of that pearl in the oyster
You think hiding is the best way possible
How the fuck will you achieve the impossible?
Pressure non-stop, right now I'm tired
Diamonds being set ablaze in the fire
Bombs won't stop going off in my heart
Unless I turn them into rain with music and art
The weapon is flesh, the mission is spiritual
Leave it at the door when you step into the ritual
"No Woman no cry" as Bob said, love
Don't be alarmed when your man is upset, love
With your big trenchcoat and your red gloves
Black hair, grey sky filled with white doves
Moments of bliss we like those
Feel it in head knees and toes
Like the river, on it flows
On and on and on it goes
Moments of bliss we like those
Feel it in head knees and toes
Like the river, on it flows
On and on and on it and
On and on and on and on and
On and on and on and on and
On and on and on and on and
On and on and on and on and
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What now?
Oh! Now that you've met eternity
What now?
Oh! Now that you've met eternity
What now?
Oh! Now that you've met eternity
What now?
Oh!
Now that you've met eternity
You keep going
You keep going
You keep going
You keep going
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You keep going
You keep going