Sweet melancholy,
gather me in, bring me the sound of rain
Bring me the curl of an autumn leaf
Or an old shoe in a dry
Take my feet on a weary road
Let poor men pass me by
Tell me again no tale on earth
Unfolds a dreamless sky
For life remains a mystery,
so please don't question me
For I am just a divine baboon,
witnessing the solar journey
Witnessing, witnessing,
witnessing the solar journey
Witnessing, witnessing,
witnessing the solar journey
Witnessing, witnessing, witnessing the solar journey
Sweet light of morning, gather me in,
bring me a shot of sun
Bring me an old kookaburra's
love for a wild thing on the run
Take these eyes and turn them around and,
I'd let you see
Spin me again that yarn of old
that helps a man go free
For life remains a mystery,
so please don't question me
For I am just a divine berber,
witnessing the solar journey
Witnessing, witnessing,
witnessing the solar journey
Witnessing, witnessing,
witnessing the solar journey
Witnessing, witnessing,
witnessing the solar journey
Witnessing, witnessing,
witnessing the solar journey.
Witnessing, wit nessing,
witnessing the solar journey.
Witnessing, witnessing,
witnessing the solar journey.
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