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I sit myself high upon a mountain top an d I look far, far across the hills I’m so loaded, man, so deep and full, with all the love and all that is real We gotta cry out and reach out and turn our twisted minds And feel the connection that is between you and all that is alive To be with the smallest and biggest without fear and without pride I went through the chappel of dangers a few hundred times And I had to work so hard to keep my love and intuition And not to loose my guts and not to loose my m
