1,748 : 10 ?Cure me of this curse’s affliction
bring sleep to my eyes
the daily grind is grinding me down
grinding me down to size
cure me of the curse of nonsense
spouting out around my head
teach me how to practice silence
and listen to the Big Sound instead
All the words words I trusted
only little sounds
End up chasing me through nights
like relentless hounds
Lord will my affliction leave me
leave me to rest in peace
tell me it will be soon
tell me that the noise will soon cease
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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