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DAMASCUS I hear you I hear you calling my name I cannot, I cannot see your face I hear you I hear you whisper to me The voices from the mouths that I have silenced Damascus I’m on a road to where you’re leading me I don’t know where I am going to Damascus I don’t know who I am …and their tears fall like rain on my head… You ask me You ask me to show you my faith I tell you I tell you where lies my fear I don’t know What changed this road I walk along But I know, the hand that guides and comforts me… Damascus I’m on a road to where you’re leading me I don’t know where I am going to. Do you? Damascus I don’t know who I am And the shame strikes like a hand at me Damascus What will you have me to do? I don’t know what I am going through, do you… Damascus I now know who I am …and the blindness falls like scales from my eyes… Copyright © 2003 Loaf |
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