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Listen child, though you're far away from me. The eyes that have seen glory are the ones through which I see. If you know what you are, then that's not what you will be. You'll find you know nothing, little one. Someday I'll sing you that song, but I'm afraid I'll wait too long. And it ain't no wonder at all, learn to hear and learn to call. Set a fire dark and cold in your head. Tell a joke, tell a lie, have a harsh and wicked eye, but never let the devil in your bed. The fruit of knowledge has now fallen from the tree and you would pick it up and taste it, but it will not make you free. And if you run too fast, you may do worse than skin your knee. Every minute you're in danger, little one. Someday I'll try to do it right, now only if I still see the light. And it ain't no wonder at all, learn to hear and learn to call. Set a fire dark and cold in your head. Tell a joke, tell a lie, have a harsh and wicked eye, but never let the devil in your bed. Never try to beg when you've been fed, never try to sleep beside the dead, and do not as I've done, but as I've said. And it ain't no wonder at all, learn to hear and learn to call. Set a fire dark and cold in your head. Tell a joke, tell a lie, have a harsh and wicked eye, but never let the devil in your bed.

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from The Misanthrope and his Doubtful Faith, released January 18, 2007
Brooks Strause-guitars, bass, organ, trumpet and trombone; Landon Strause-drums and tambourine; Rebecca Strause-backing vocals; Chris Brown-tenor saxophone

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