At my house I've
got no shackles You can come and look
if you want to In the halls you'll see
the mantles Where the light shines dim
all around you
And the streets are paved with gold
And if someone asks you You can call
my name
You are just a thought that someone
somewhere somehow feels you should be
here And it's so for real to touch, to
smell, to feel, to know where you are
here
And the streets are paved with gold
And if someone asks you You can call
my name You can call my name I hear
you calling my name, yeah All right
now
By the time that I'm through singing The
bells from the schools of wars will
be ringing More confusions, blood transfusions The
news today will be the movies for tomorrow
And the water's turned to blood And
if you don't think so Go turn on your
tub And if it's mixed with mud You'll
see it turn to gray And you can call
my name I hear you calling my name
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