And I'd ride it in flames,
Cause it feels just too good to me,
Cause if hell called me tonight
Then consider myself wicked
Cause heaven's waiting on you
So what's this thing that you call wisdom
I asked this man out on the road
He said you might cry just a little
And to the reap you will sow
And to the reef you will soar
And you could call it bad luck
Cause I think I'm just stuck
With all these heartfelt intentions
That are weighed down by your love
So I'll swallow this little girl's pride
That you're just like my shadow
So what's this thing you call wisdom
He said you might cry a little
Until the reap you will sow
And yes, this ocean is so deep, child
I'll keep my feet on the shore
And if I feel a little bit lovesick
Let your heart be, it's my cure
Let your heart be, it's my cure
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