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A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head

I may be numberless, I may be innocent
I may know many things, I may be ignorant
Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands
Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands
I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times
Reborn as fortune’s child to judge another’s crimes
I’ll wear this pilgrim’s cloak, I’ll be a common thief
I’ve kept this single faith, I have but one belief

I still love you
I still want you

On and on the mysteries unwind themselves
Eternities still unsaid
‘Til you love me

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