The sentinel stands over you
he guards the desert shore
your wishing-well is full of gold
het watches it and keeps the score
there's always something going down
to keep him on his toes
heart of worry, heart of pain
heart so anxious, heart of woe
you dance around his questions
and taunt him with your tales
you stop him with your stories
your loving tips his scales
the sentinel seems easy
the sentinel is meek
the sentinel's sad loving
makes him look strong
but oh he's weak
the sentinel must die (3x)
the sentinel probes every path
he hopes to save his hide
he struggles with the watchwords
he'll try to stop the tide
I love you like I've never loved
he said as he bit her ear
but as he sings his final song
he's glad she does not hear
he's homeless without liberty
he's down upon his knees
he's broken and bewildered now
and all he says is "please"
refr.
1976.
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