The Cellar: From the coast of gold
The Cellar: Across the seven seas
The Cellar: I'm travellin' on, far and wide
The Cellar: Now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself
The Cellar: All the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but someone else
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We must all go through a rite of passage. It must be physical, it must be painful, and it must leave a mark.
I have no knowledge of the events which you are describing, and if I did have knowledge of them,
I would be unable to discuss them with you now or at any future period.
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years
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