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Saint Stephen with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes,<br />Country garden in the wind and the rain,<br />Wherever he goes the people all complain.<br /><br />Stephen prospered in his time, well he may and he may decline.<br />Did it matter, does it now? Stephen would answer if he only knew how.<br />Wishing well with a golden bell, bucket hanging clear to hell,<br />Hell halfway twixt now and then,<br />Stephen fill it up and lower down and lower down again.<br /><br />Lady finger, dipped in moonlight, writing "What for?" across the morning sky.<br />Sunlight splatters, dawn with answer, darkness shrugs and bids the day good-bye.<br /><br />Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow,<br />What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned.<br />Several seasons with their treasons,<br />Wrap the babe in scarlet colors, call it your own.<br />Did he doubt or did he try? Answers aplenty in the bye and bye,<br />Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills,<br />One man gathers what another man spills.<br /><br />Saint Stephen will remain, all he's lost he shall regain,<br />Seashore washed by the suds and foam,<br />Been here so long, he's got to calling it home.<br /><br />Fortune comes a crawlin', Goliath be warnin', spinnin' that curious sense of <br />your own.<br />Can you answer? Yes I can. But what would be the answer to the answer man?
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Saint Stephen with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes,<br />Country garden in the wind and the rain,<br />Wherever he goes the people all complain.<br /><br />Stephen prospered in his time, well he may and he may decline.<br />Did it matter, does it now? Stephen would answer if he only knew how.<br />Wishing well with a golden bell, bucket hanging clear to hell,<br />Hell halfway twixt now and then,<br />Stephen fill it up and lower down and lower down again.<br /><br />Lady finger, dipped in moonlight, writing "What for?" across the morning sky.<br />Sunlight splatters, dawn with answer, darkness shrugs and bids the day good-bye.<br /><br />Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow,<br />What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned.<br />Several seasons with their treasons,<br />Wrap the babe in scarlet colors, call it your own.<br />Did he doubt or did he try? Answers aplenty in the bye and bye,<br />Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills,<br />One man gathers what another man spills.<br /><br />Saint Stephen will remain, all he's lost he shall regain,<br />Seashore washed by the suds and foam,<br />Been here so long, he's got to calling it home.<br /><br />Fortune comes a crawlin', Goliath be warnin', spinnin' that curious sense of <br />your own.<br />Can you answer? Yes I can. But what would be the answer to the answer man?
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