Oh merciless winter, walked circles in snow
Violent are my questions, oh, fear-full unknown
Such desperation, for tides anew
This pious lotus, pamished for the proof
But I say, can, you, hear, me?
Sweet chariot, come carry me home
Sweet chariot, come carry me home
Patience is a virtue, to karma I'm akin
To know where I belong, is not where I have been
Oh, thwarted compass, pining for a way
Relief for the tumult, a star for paths to pave
And I say, can, you, hear, me?
Sweet chariot, come carry me home
Sweet chariot, come carry me home
You, don't, hear, me
Sweet chariot, come carry me home
Sweet chariot, come carry me home

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