And I shall drive my chariot
Down your streets and cry
Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite
And I don't know why

And you shall take me strongly
In your arms again
And I will not remember
That I ever felt the pain

We shall walk and talk
In gardens all misty wet, all misty wet with rain down
And I will never, never, never
Grow so old again

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