Caught in the crossbow of ideas and journeysSit here reliving the other self's mourningsCaught in the crossbow of ideas and dawnings stand IOh, oh, oh, ohReliving the past of the maddening impulseViolent upheaval, the pure driven instinctThe pure driven murder, the attraction of daringstand IWhy didn't you call on me ? Why didn't you call on me ? Why didn't you call on me ?Why didn't you call ?A wild being from birthmy spirit spurns controlWondering the wide earthSearching for my soulDimly peeringI would surely findWhat could there be more purely brightIn truth's day-starOoohhhWhy didn't you call on me ?Why didn't you call, call on me ?Why didn't you call on me ?Why didn't you call ?Why didn't you call on me ?Why didn't you call on me ?Why didn't you call ?on me ? Why didn't you call ?
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