Misc Musicals – In Strange Woods - Something So Pure (Guitar)

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Her name was Gerda

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We met in Cairo

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She was the friend of a girl I didn't know

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*spoken* Here we are on a beach in Alexandria.

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We took a weekend

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She had insisted

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And as I quickly found out

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When Gerda invites you, you go

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There was something so pure, how she saw the world

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Through the eye of her camera lens

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She'd find beauty and hope in the heart of despair

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We left seeking war

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And came back being more than just friends

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There was something so pure, how she looked at me

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like her goodness might be my reprieve

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I’d never had faith in forgiveness or grace

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But I'd look in her eyes

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And however unwise I'd believe

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And we saw Kabul and Cape Town and Gaza

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We saw deserts that danced with the sea

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I felt eager and wanted

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Rapt and unguarded and free...

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Peter go in, the water's warm!

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No, no! Don't get the camera wet!

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Give it to me. Don't move, Peter…

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Hold still, I see you…don't move…

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There is nothing so pure in the heart of man

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as the hunger for power and gold.

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A decade surrounded by chaos and war

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made the peace that we stole

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begin to feel souless and cold.

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Inside me an anger was born again

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for injustices I couldn't cure.

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I tried to hold fast to the love that we shared,

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but the darkness would come

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and leave no room for something so pure.

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And we saw Juntas, Contras, Guerillas.

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We saw bloodshed, scourge, and debris.

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I felt anxious and haunted,

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trapped, and I started to flee…

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Peter sit down, let's talk this out.

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No, no! We are not finished yet!

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Listen to me. Don't go, Peter…

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Stay here, I love you…don't go…

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Where will you go?

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Where in the world?

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Will you ever come find me?

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Or must I live with this pain

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For whatever remains

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She died in Israel.

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There was a bombing.

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I got a letter informing me so.

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*spoken* She had bequeathed me this house, this land.

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I didn't want it.

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I couldn't fathom…

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but then I knew in my gut

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when Gerda invites you, you go.