Candlemass - Droid


I got a date with the master, my friend 
A sunday stroll in the surreal, so zen 
From perfection to disaster again 
Thanx for showing me what�s real 

A rendezvous with the psychic once more 
She�s sneaking thought into my brain I�m sure 
Am I one of the cynic, the pure? 
Am I one of the sane? 

Who knows the troubled one that knows? 
Prophets come and prophets go 
And again I tried to think 
That burden only made me sink 

Crawling back to Isola to weep 
Somewhere under the sea so deep 
I don�t know what to show ya that�s neat 
But it will be bigger than you and me 

Who knows the troubled one that knows? 
Prophets come and prophets go 
And again I tried to think 
That burden only made me sink

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