Lyrics My Blakean Year - Patti Smith
In
my
Blakean
year
I
was
so
disposed
Toward
a
mission
yet
unclear
Advancing
pole
by
pole
Fortune
breathed
into
my
ear
Mouthed
a
simple
ode
One
road
is
paved
in
gold
One
road
is
just
a
road
In
my
Blakean
year
Such
a
woeful
schism
The
pain
of
our
existence
Was
not
as
I
envisioned
Boots
that
trudged
from
track
to
track
Worn
down
to
the
sole
One
road
is
paved
in
gold
One
road
is
just
a
road
Boots
that
tramped
from
track
to
track
Worn
down
to
the
sole
One
road
was
paved
in
gold
One
road
was
just
a
road
In
my
Blakean
year
Temptation
but
a
hiss
Just
a
shallow
spear
Robed
in
cowardice
Brace
yourself
for
bitter
flack
For
a
life
sublime
A
labyrinth
of
riches
Never
shall
unwind
The
threads
that
bind
the
pilgrim′s
sack
Are
stitched
into
the
Blakean
back
So
throw
off
your
stupid
cloak
Embrace
all
that
you
fear
For
joy
shall
conquer
all
despair
In
my
Blakean
year
So
throw
off
your
stupid
cloak
Embrace
all
that
you
fear
For
joy
shall
conquer
all
despair
In
my
Blakean
year
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