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FOOLS AND KINGS-R.Gerson
Your joy is your sorrow, your laughter fills buckets with tears
Pride's too bitter to swallow, hold up a glass filled with yesterday's cheer
Deep down mountains tremble, make the valleys rise
Silent reason whispers, turns the buffoon wise
Your joy is your sorrow, your anger speaks softer than sympathy can hear

Your fear is your desire, too tired to run from the one thing you need
Charity holds up her trial, she only holds mercy on killers and thieves
Surely what's crooked is too late to make straight
Rubs against your conscience, twists against your fate
Your fear is your desire, hold out one hand, the other's up your sleeve

And "I know why the caged bird sings,"
Where the devil picks out his angels' wings
What kind of hatred ignorance brings
What kind of love is shared between fools and kings

Your life is eternal, master of space, good keeper of time
What's near grows farther and farther and farther
Such young innocence captured in crime
What's the difference anyway between two crippled paths
What's the good in having got what others never have

"I know why the caged bird sings,"
Where the devil picks out his angels' wings'
What kind of hatred ignorance brings
What kind of love is shared between fools and kings

Your joy is your sorrow
Your laughter fills buckets with tears