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Ode to joy, my lover boy's Speaking in tongues And the sky's bleeding gray Now I pull my bag o' prayers out I hope to find one to save the day And he judged my love, my lust My taste with the straightest face As I crumple up inside A papier-mache, a shell with no name Sweet chariot, come, come Take me away from my fear Sweet chariot, come I have to get out of here And he took me further Than I wanted to go Underneath his shoe And it leaves me hungry For a touch I can't feel A touch he won't do And I thought the circle It had an end I'm old enough to know My denial is how we began And how we will end And now that I know Sweet chariot, come, come Take me away from my fear Sweet chariot, come I have to get out of here Oh, the blood that's in my veins So cold and frozen from the stings Oh, he comes and goes in waves Am I really here? Sweet chariot, come, come Take me away from my fear Sweet chariot, can we Leave him a trail of my tears? Sweet chariot, it's been It's been the longest of years Sweet chariot, come I have to get out of here