The greatest pain I know I find inside, outside
In all places the wailing song of the outsider
The most excruciating shriek I know
Is the cry of the dying man, dying of the wretched one
I'm coming in now, and coming now for myself
And I am a part of him, and he of me
And I, and I, and I, and I in the same circle
And all in the same round, within the same wheel
I am the sense he sought, and he hath, he hath all sense
And is spinning now in the same wheel, oh wheel
Is there a, is there a freedom
Is there a, a deliverance
A freedom from it
And I in the same circle
And all in the same round, within the same wheel
I am the sense he sought, and he hath, he hath all sense
And is spinning now in the same wheel, oh wheel
Is there a, is there a freedom
Is there a, a deliverance
A freedom from it
And I...