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Lord I no longer believe
Drowned in living waters
Shall I find no other?
Oh whoa is me
I'm running like a plover
Now I'm prone to misery
How much sorrow can I take?
Blackbird on my shoulder
River of unhappiness
Hold your hands upon my head
'Til I breathe my last breath.
