In the woods he met a man Old as oak but gentle smile We sat down and talked awhile And he said man: I can see it in your eyes You′ve been hurt a couple times I've got the perfect antidote to cure a heart of stone Tiny red pills in a big blue bottle He put them right in my hands Said man: this stuff can do wonders take you to nirvana Make you a better man one to numb the hurt Two to ease the pain Three to clear your mind Forget all the hate Take as I advised he went home with the pills
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