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Jonah went down to the docks to flee from the wrath of the Lord But the mark on his forehead was visible to everybody on board They threw him down into the water but he did not drown I'm on a balcony in Mobile, Alabama, waiting for the wind to throw me down Now the Lord told the great fish, be free of your burden And Jonah emerged from his darkness like a dancer crashing through the curtain And the plant grew but it withered and it shriveled up and turned brown I’m on a balcony in Mobile, Alabama, waiting for the wind to throw me down Lord, if you won't keep me safe and warm Then send down the storm Send down the storm Jonah was sure he heard voices, maybe just one voice but real clear And where he went, the voice followed, sometimes hardly loud enough to hear “Shall I not spare the wise with the wicked? Hold back my wrath from this town?” I'm on a balcony in Mobile, Alabama, waiting for the wind to throw me down May I address the foreman of the jury? Why do you hold back your fury? Don’t hold back your fury
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