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I've only heard this one on a CD, I've never seen them play it live 
but it's one of my favourites, I love the refrences to legends.
He sings between the guitar rift not over it. The lines without singing
have a second guitar playing in the gap.

VERSE


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         Once upon a time we walked the road.
         Never knew which way the wind would blow.
         But now it seems the roads have all been paved.
         With red brick tombs instead of caves.
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         The people gathered under star lit skies.
         To hear the tambourine man's cries.
         The life he knew it seems we lost it.
         I'd do anything for a prophet.
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CHORUS

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  And so I keep on searching. I turn the radio on.
  I said I keep on searching. They play the same old song.
  And so I keep on searching. I'm searching for a prophet.
  I said I keep on searching. I'm searching for a prophet.
  Said I'd do anything.       Anything for a prophet.
  Anything for a prophet.     Let's break it down now.

VERSE 2

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The nowhere man imagined peace.
Caught in the rhy now he's deceased.
To little to late our time has passed.
We've strayed to far now, from the path.
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A heart shaped box that's barely cold.
A message broken down and sold.
They find a wagon and jump on it.
I'd do anything for a prophet.
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CHORUS

VERSE 3

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He sang one love with a dreadlock crown.
And a halo of smoke that choked him down.
Our oceans wide, our oceans deep.
We've crossed them all, a plague unleashed. 
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I want a melody, a means, a message.
Instead of random rifts and empty guesses.
I'll hang my neck out, noose upon it.
I'd do anything for a prophet.
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CHORUS

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