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Copyright: Three Weird Sisters Dressed in my gown of too virulent blue I'll play the pitiful damsel I do Draped on cold ground I'll pose No one knows what I know One turn and I'm lost in time I trip through history Studying mysteries Middle aged Oxford was all mine I was the confident sophomore I thought I had this down pat But I don't know the road to the door God, I don't know where I'm at I clench my hands in the semblance of prayer And pray to my knuckles what I'm doing here How all my arrogance Joined with my innocence To shove me down dark snowy roads Please hear this penitent Don't learn as I have learnt Be more prepared if you don't go Everything school couldn't teach me Everything I didn't know Now there's no way they can reach me And I don't know where to don't don't know 1400 was the target we set My story an
