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Lyrics : Enkidu Walked
One, two, three, four
Enkidu walked away
Enkidu sighed in pain
Enkidu wait for the flower
Enkidu walked again
Oh, you know I have no answers
The trees have my heart and they won't give it back to me
Now my eyes have been opened
The future is crumbling
Our paths are all black with trees
Your friend, or my friend
Or my friend
Enkidu walked away
Enkidu sighed in pain
Enkidu wait for the flower
Enkidu walked again
Oh, I can see in the darkness
The storm clouds are gathering
I'm nearing your proud city
But I can hear the foxes calls now
The bees have my heart and thеy won't give it back to me
Your friend, or my friеnd
Or my friend
I've dreamed of my symmetry
An echo of death
I have an (?)
I have a path through the cedar wood
I hear humbaba’s roar
I have a dream, I have a dream
(?) feathers to fall
Through the earth
Enkidu walked away
Enkidu sighed in pain
Enkidu wait for the flower
Enkidu walked again
Oh, your streets are all silent
Your rivers run blear
Oh, your rivers run fast and free
The are tents on the hillsides
And (byers) in the wood
The birds have my heart and they won't give it back to me
Your friend, or my friend
Or my friend
Enkidu walked away
Enkidu sighed in pain
Enkidu wait for the flower
Enkidu walked again
Oh, you know I have no answers
The trees have my heart and they won't give it back to me
Now my eyes have been opened
The future is crumbling
Our paths are all black with trees
Your friend, or my friend
Or my friend
Enkidu walked away
Enkidu sighed in pain
Enkidu wait for the flower
Enkidu walked again
Oh, I can see in the darkness
The storm clouds are gathering
I'm nearing your proud city
But I can hear the foxes calls now
The bees have my heart and thеy won't give it back to me
Your friend, or my friеnd
Or my friend
I've dreamed of my symmetry
An echo of death
I have an (?)
I have a path through the cedar wood
I hear humbaba’s roar
I have a dream, I have a dream
(?) feathers to fall
Through the earth
Enkidu walked away
Enkidu sighed in pain
Enkidu wait for the flower
Enkidu walked again
Oh, your streets are all silent
Your rivers run blear
Oh, your rivers run fast and free
The are tents on the hillsides
And (byers) in the wood
The birds have my heart and they won't give it back to me
Your friend, or my friend
Or my friend
