I went out walking
Down through the park
When the city was dark and dead
What is it I am
I asked of myself
But too late I was something else
To what a strange place
I have come
The strange and lonely sound
Every morning
Which rise of the sun
Is a landslide coming down
Down through the park
When the city was dark and dead
I asked of myself
But too late I was something else
I have come
The strange and lonely sound
Which rise of the sun
Is a landslide coming down
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