Noah
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I am not Noah, but I made it through a flood And, I am not a writer, I just gathered what I could I gathered all the beasts inside of me, one by one And I swept my love to shelter where I waited for the rains to come So you could say that I was prepared So you could say that I was prepared When the wicked rains all cease to be I'm still waiting For that dove with the olive branch To come and greet me I am not a prophet, I just practice what I preach I am not a fighter, I just know when I've been beat I tried to reconcile with and wrestle all of my beasts And, I swept my love to safety, where I kept her with some secrecy So you could say that I was prepared So you could say that I was prepared When the arrowed sea of war recedes I'm still waiting For the hand in my pocket Just wondering where we'll all be But I am not a martyr, 'cuz I am still alive And I am not a liar, 'cuz I've yet to tell a lie I told you what I needed, and it was us side-by side My love has led my back to you, now it's just waiting for your knife So you could say that I was prepared So you could say that I was prepared But you are no Mara, and that's simple to see And if anyone's a writer: it's all for history
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