اصل بول
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Secrets born in unknown lands,
Currents that struggle to get from you mind to your hands,
Crossings heaving into view,
Nobody rides through the raging waters but you,
Harder rains are gonna fall,
Fog stands before you, solid as a wall,
All these mountains left to climb, but it's all...all in the course of time.
Yes, there's a fire on the trail,
Long, weary days and bread that has long gone stale,
But gifts you forfeit in the night reappear purified in the gathering of the light,
Lies have crept into your ears,
Soon as you know, knowledge disappears,
Pain and wounds to heal the crime, and it's all...all in the course of time.
All in the course of time,
Ooh,
Yeah, oh.
Lightning stabs into my sight,
I'm lit like a wick and ripped like a storm-blown kite,
Danger just heightens what I feel,
I reach out with my Sistine finger to touch the wheel,
Clouds no longer on my eyes,
Fear is no jury when the heart retries,
Every point to be aligned, and it's all...all in the course of time,
Every point to be aligned, and it's all...all in the course....all in the course of time.
All in the course of time,
Oh,
And it's all... and it's all... all in the course of time,
And it's all... and it's all... all in the course of time.
Every point to be aligned, and it's all...all...all in the course of time,
All in the course of time.
