The Virgin-Gene Clark

[ti:The Virgin] [ar:Gene Clark] [al:White Light] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Virgin - Gene Clark [00:19.96]She went off to the city [00:22.21] [00:24.26]To find what she was looking for [00:26.50] [00:28.25]To identify to really try [00:30.88] [00:32.44]To find herself some hope [00:35.08] [00:36.57]With the summer sun for laughing [00:39.01] [00:40.76]And the winter rain did pour [00:43.19] [00:44.74]She was lovelier from learning [00:47.42] [00:49.11]And from living loving more [00:51.68] [00:55.42]From her dancing love and young soul [00:58.35] [00:59.23]And the gypsies in her dream [01:01.98] [01:03.84]To the pulse of stark acceptance [01:06.02] [01:07.45]When the winds began to freeze [01:10.45] [01:12.21]With no curfews left to hold her [01:15.26] [01:16.26]And no walls to shield her pain [01:18.87] [01:20.51]Finding out that facts were older [01:23.06] [01:24.44]And that life forms are insane [01:27.11] [01:31.55]The presence of protection seemed [01:33.86] [01:35.47]To fade as did her doubt [01:38.16] [01:39.60]That she now was no exception [01:41.54] [01:42.72]Nor was the love who pushed her out [01:46.65] [01:48.08]Though the streets cried out [01:50.08]Go homesick [01:50.64] [01:52.01]Virtues strength of mind would ring [01:54.70] [01:56.32]In the maladies of meaning [01:58.56] [02:00.38]The sad song she learned to sing [02:03.25] [02:24.47]Now her teachers and philosophers [02:27.84] [02:29.48]And the poet's silver throat [02:32.41] [02:34.03]Are the vessels which on wisdom's karmic ocean [02:38.39] [02:39.90]She will float [02:40.70] [02:42.71]Was this her revolution [02:44.07] [02:46.57]Just a child in love's crusade [02:48.81] [02:50.69]With the question in her innocence [02:53.37] [02:54.43]Through the lies her eyes betrayed