Trinity, Trinity
I feed your eyes
Trinity, Trinity
I need your lies
To coat me over
In wax and gleam
Trailing stream
I wish it was, oh I wish it was
Three is a funny number
One is always odd and out
Three is a wicked number
One is left in the shadows of doubt
For I am three and we are one
What good of this will become?
Trinity, Trinity
Have you made up your mind
Trinity, Trinity
Is time going according to time
Phase me slowly
Take me over
So I know I'm the only
I wish I were, oh I wish I were
Three is a funny number
One is always odd and out
Three is a wicked number
One is left in the shadows of doubt
For I am three and we are one
What good of this will become?
Chances are willing things
Men are fleeting on their wings
But I will always be
One and Three
Remember me.
Three is a funny number
One is always odd and out
Three is a wicked number
One is left in the shadows of doubt
For I am three and we are one
What good of this will become?
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