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4) The proclamation

 

There's always been this writing on a wall, it told me that I'm not alone

Funnily enough, I've just realized it's meaning, now that I'm grown.

When I walk by myself, I feel another presence around me

A voice in my head talks back. A voice that sounds nothing like me.

 

Singing:

Alleluia, Bismillah, Hare, Hare

God's the friend who lives for you

Come play with me, sweet Krishna

Take care of me, Oh Allah.

Jesus, make me drink from the river

From where I'll never thirst ever after.

 

Teachings engraved on rock, a lesson in a war

The sound of the mosque that I never heard before.

I hear you call, I hear my name

I rejoice in its music that never sounded the same.

 

Singing:

Alleluia, Bismillah, Hare, Hare

God's the friend who lives for you

Come play with me, sweet Krishna

Take care of me, Oh Allah.

Jesus, make me drink from the river

From where I'll never thirst ever after.

 

 

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