[00:05.51]Must've been forces, that took me on them wild courses[00:14.79]Who knows how many poses, that I've been in[00:22.80]But them the main closest, hark it gives meaning Mine[00:31.32]I cannot really post this, ah feel the signs[00:38.58]I worried about rain and I worried bout lightning[00:46.34]But I watched them off, to the light of the morning[00:54.36]Marking the slope, slung low in the highlands[01:00.87]Where the days have no numbers[01:07.62]If it's harmed, it's harmed me, it'll harm, I let it in[01:14.39][01:18.37]Oh, the old modus: out to be leading live[01:26.68]Said, comes the old ponens, demit to strive[01:34.45]A word about Gnosis: it ain't gonna buy the groceries[01:43.22]Or middle-out locusts, or weigh to find[01:49.49]I worry about shame, and I worry bout a worn path[01:56.74]And I wander off, just to come back home[02:05.26]Turning to waltz, hold high in the lowlands[02:11.78]Cause the days have no numbers[02:18.40]It harms me, it harms me, it harms like a lamb[02:37.79]So I can depose this, partial to the bleeding vines[02:47.55]Suppose you can't hold shit. how high I've been[02:55.31]What a river don't know is: to climb out and heed a line[03:04.32]To slow among roses, or stay behind[03:10.08][03:11.09]I've been to that grove[03:14.35]Where no matter the source is[03:18.10]And I walked it off: how long I'd last[03:26.08]Sore-ring to cope, whole band on the canyon[03:32.14]Cause the days have no numbers[03:38.90]Well it harms it harms me it harms, I'll let it in