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Wonder where that plane is leading to
Wonder where that boat will ever stop
Wonder if this path I am treading
Will disappear and let me drop
Down to a hell that's surely waiting
Down to the hell I know that I deserve
Even though the spirit is willing
The flesh is blackened to the deepest nerve

When will you learn?
The hurting it will return
When will you ever learn?
This feeling is all you can discern

Oh, my heart, it is so broken
More than waves upon the golden sand
Fly my love on wings of mute confusion
And never ever land

When will you learn?
When will you ever learn?
The hurting it will return
This feeling is all you can discern

When will you learn?
When will you ever learn?
This feeling is all you can discern
The hurting always will return

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