Open your ears:
I will tell you a story.
Open your heart:
Let me sing you a song.
On the rooftop,
David lusted after Bathsheba
And committed murder
To bring her to his bed.
Jehovah moves in a whirlwind.
Jehovah moves in a tower of fire.
Jehovah grooves in a whirlwind.
Jehovah croons in a tower on fire.
When the man is crossing over Jordan,
When his brother is waiting on the banks,
When the student is paying the teacher,
When the teacher forgets to sign the check.
When the truth is found to be lies,
And all the joy within you dies,
When the garden flowers, baby, are dead yes,
And your mind is full of red.
Let it breathe, Larry. So important.
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