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WHAT KIND OF LIFE WAS I BORN TO LIVE

What kind of life was I born to live
Is it the same below as it is above
And is there a God I should believe in
And what kind of a woman was I born to love

Whose is the loving I was born to bless
Whose is the soul I was born to bruise
Is there a sin I was meant to confess
Is there a woman I was born to lose

I’ll never find the answer to that
how the order of living is set
Who will decide when one is to live or to die

Somebody’s dark skies need me to be the rainbow
Somebody’s glass needs me to be wine
Somebody’s question needs me to be answer
Somebody out there needs to feel they’re mine

Where are the mountains I was meant to climb on
What kind of picture was I born to draw
Where are the horses I was trained to ride on
And what’s the direction I was meant to go

I’ll never find the answer to that
how the order of living is set
Who will decide when one is to live or to die


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Alien, alienated. That's me.

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