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Out in the desert there is a call
Prepare me a table and invite all the poor
I saw two hands bleeding
And a head hanging low
He said prepare me a way son
To the wilderness go
To the wilderness go
To the wilderness go spread your hands out in love
To the wilderness go
Make your words gentle
Keep your hands soft
Go fill in the graves that
You bought for your sons
Oh, I saw a mountain burning with love
And I saw a flame come down from on high
Full of passionate tongues
To the wilderness go
To the wilderness go find the low in heart
To the wilderness go
To the wilderness go I am here by your side
To the wilderness go
