We were going to see the world
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In this land
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We placed Baptismal fonts
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And an infinite number were baptized
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And they called us "Carabi"
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Which means "Men of Great Wisdom"
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Where are you going,
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And are you going anywhere?
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Where are you going
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Send me a letter, if you go at all
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Ahh, the salvation of souls,
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But wisdom we had not
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For these people had neither King nor Lord
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And bowed to no one
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And they had lived in their own liberty
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Where are you going,
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And are you going anywhere?
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Going in circles
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Going in circles, anywhere
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I saw the new
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The inconstant shifting of fortune
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And now I write to you
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Words that have not been written
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Words from the New World
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Tracing the circles
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Moving across my eyes
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Lying on a ship
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And gazing at the western skies
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Tracing lazy circles in the sky
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Hey!
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Wake Up!
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Wake Up!
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Where are you going,
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And are you going anywhere?
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Where are you going
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Send me a letter, if you go at all
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It's such a delight
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To watch them dance
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Be it sacrifice or romance
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Free of all the things that we hold dear
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Is that clear, Your Excellency?
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And I guess it's time to go but
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I gotta send you just a few more lines
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From the New World
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Tracing the circles
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Moving across my eyes
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Lying on a ship
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And gazing at the western skies
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Tracing lazy circles in the sky
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Tracing lazy circles in the sky
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Tracing lazy circles
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And the sky opened
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And we laid down our armor
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And we danced
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Naked as they
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Baptized in the rain
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Of the New World
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Amerigo
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Patti Smith |