Something Quite Like Job's Blues - Lead Sheet, Page 4 of 5: They locked me in a lonely room and left me on my own till I wrote rhymes of saner times. Then the Keepers had me banned for trying to buy up 'least one more cup Of burning sand. I know the pattern for the universe lives in each single grain of sand. But how my life goes from bad to worse is more than I can ever understand. Ol' Scratch laid odds in a game with God. They gambled for my hourglass...


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