Physician Heal Thyself
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The keys... the keys
Mister can you help me please
I lost the locks that these once fit
Couldn't find the time to commit
The doors... the doors
Which one hides the whores
Which one the food
In a better mood
Could unlock salvation
And as I walk along the street
I count the cracks beneath my feet
And wondering how many times
I broke her back
Would she take me back?
Alone!...Alone!
You can't find you way home
The streets have changed, re-arranged
Hodge podge and you are all to blame
The dark!...The dark!
Searching for a lark
An idea, darling now I see
Everything you've done for me
And the beggar sings so you look away
You sense the tug of your own decay
You see the hand tick-tock
Your time away
The keys are free, have dropped
Down through the grate
As I walk along the street
And count the cracks beneath my feet
I wonder if I ever will feel complete
Physician heal thyself!