How many miles to Babylon?
Three score and ten.
Can I get there by candle-light?
Yes, and back again.
Yet so many candles I have ignited
Leaving matches trail along my path
Hot wax dripping on my hands
Still I have yet reach my Babylon
And what is a Babylon anyway?
A fabled city filed with wonder
A city like no other
A city where I'll be home
To there my feet walks toward
To there my heart lies true
To there my dreams are anchored
To there my thoughts have fly
But what if there is no Babylon?
What if there's only ancient ruins
Meager villages and quiet hamlets
Sleepy cities and barren towns
What if I have walked so far for nothing?
Chasing shadows and bodiless voice
Pursuing mirages and foolish hopes
A fable, a fish story, a drunkard's dream
Here I stand alone in the road to nowhere
Melted wax burning my hands
Emptiness filling my heart
Thousands of questions in my head
Shall I look for Babylon
Shall I settle for shelter
Shall I shun everything
Shall I close my eyes and die
Deep in the dark where no man went
The soft light of the candle glows
A person uncertain, a heart confused
A soul longing to find home
How many miles to Babylon?
I do not know, I could not tell
I will not arrive by candle light
Even as my heels are nimble and quick
How many miles to Babylon?
Too long for me, too short for others
How many miles to Babylon?
And will I ever, ever get there?
The candle did not answer
The matches died quietly
Still no sign of Babylon
How many miles, how many miles, how many miles to Babylon?
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