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from 1990's “The Seeds of Love“ Heard every word that was said that night When the light of the world put the world to right Well here's to the boys back in 628 Where an ear to the wall was a twist of fate I will shine a blinding light Through those hearts as black as night Sticks and stones may break my bones But as least the seeds of love will be sown Now once in awhile when I feel no shame I get down on my knees and I pray for rain And though the breeze blows gently while I state my case There'll be certain men waiting just to scratch my face Hand on my heart I will make a stand For the life and the times of the mirrorman In my head there is a mirror When I've been bad, I've been wrong Food for the saints that are quick to judge me Hope for a badman This is the badman's song Guilt in the frame of the looking-glass Puts a shine on the mind where reflections pass
