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Clouds are gathering

And I’ve been here all day

Walls are creeping upon me

Lonely days on my wounded

Sea.

Clouds are gathering

And I’ve been here all day

I hear the words from the King

A group of ravens sing

Shadows are falling

A night descending

My soul disappearing

A world misgotten

Truths sold on the wind

Gullible , I am , tell me I’m great,

And I’m I’ll sure agree ,

Heading for Lisbon

Pessoa’s blood

Of Lisbon streets

Kyoto’s blossoms,

I’m a river

Gathering souls

Out from the cold

Come, come to me,

Clouds are gathering

I’m from the other side

Of all your lonely meanderings.