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The Riddle

I got two strong arms

Blessings of Babylon

Time to carry on and try

For sins and false alarmsSo to America the brave

Wise men saveNear a tree by a river

There's a hole in the ground

Where an old man of Aran

Goes around and aroundAnd his mind is a beacon

In the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion

There's a wrong and a rightNear a tree by a river

There's a hole in the ground

Where an old man of Aran

Goes around and aroundAnd his mind is a beacon

In the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion

There's a wrong and a right

And he'll never ever fight over youNear a tree by a river

There's a hole in the ground

Where an old man of Aran

Goes around and aroundAnd his mind is a beacon

In the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion

There's a wrong and a rightNear a tree by a river

There's a hole in the ground

Where an old man of Aran

Goes around and aroundAnd his mind is a beacon

In the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion

There's a wrong and a right

And he'll never fight over youI got plans for us nights in the scullery

And days instead of me

I only know what to discuss

Of for anything but lightWise men fighting over youIt's not me you see pieces of valentine

With just a song of mine

To keep from burning history

Seasons of gasoline and goldWise men foldNear a tree by a river

There's a hole in the ground

Where an old man of Aran

Goes around and aroundAnd his mind is a beacon

In the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion

There's a wrong and a right

And he'll never fight over youI got time to kill, sly looks in corridors

Without a plan of yours

A blackbird sings on bluebird hill

Thanks to the calling of the wildWise mens child

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