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    Innocence, it don't come easy - in a sense it never will

    Accidents mean no one's guilty, ignorance means someone's killed

    So I asked our Mr. Mellor how one gets to where one's going

    And he points to his survival, and he points me down the road

    As I go on

    Wondering if I've got a soul and

    Counting down the hours 'til it goes

    On a dark wet night in April, on a street in Jersey where

    I went looking for some writing that I knew would not be there

    And a punter from the Pelhams and the police, in the rain,

    Were concerned more with a car than with the fact the light had changed

    But after listening all morning, as I drove down 95

    To a story of detainees who were barely kept alive

    I could deal with trying to process pigeons acting like they're doves

    But not with interference from the power lines above

    As I go on

    Wondering if I've got a soul and

    Counting down the hours 'til it goes

    And oh, precautions, yes precautions

    But if you're playing with a gun, you could kill someone

    And in the dark it's hard to know a friend

    But I'm not angry, I won't be forever angry

    As I'm walking toward tomorrow with a rifle in my hand

    And I'm thinking about New England, and I'm missing old Japan

    And a mountain in California where a spring runs hot and cold

    And if I told you I felt ageless, would you tell me I'm not old?

    As I go on

    Wondering if I've got a soul and

    Counting down the hours 'till it goes

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