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Wonder where that plane is leading to Wonder where that boat will ever stop Wonder if this path I am treading Will disappear and let me drop Down to a pen that's surely waiting Down to the hell I know that I deserve Even though the spirit is willing The flesh is blackened to the deepest nerve When will you learn? The hurting, it will return When will you ever learn? This feeling is all you can discern Oh my heart, it is a-broken More than waste upon the golden sand Fly my love on wings of mute confusion Oh, in Never-Ever land When will you learn? When will you ever learn? The hurting, it will return This feeling is all you can discern When will you learn? When will you ever learn? This feeling is all you can discern The hurting always will return Return Return