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Last night I stopped by your house in the rain |
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But I could see you weren't at home |
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Everything comes to a stop, appear on rocky top |
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Maybe I'll see you out on the road |
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Turn your face to the light |
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The wind whispers your name |
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Carry on into the night |
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It's nice to have you back in the game |
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We talked about your sanity, but not of your vanity |
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If it's all the same, we can talk talk talk 'til the end |
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On the road, your feet are light |
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They carry you into the night |
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I walk beside you like a true true friend |
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Like a good citizen, I wait for it all to explode |
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Turn my face to the wind, I'm just a rabbit on the road |
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But I'm coming home, I'll ride at dawn |
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I'll try to get you on the phone |
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My kingdom's dirty and my hands unclean |
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Illusion comes with no remorse |
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Hammer blows get heavy and they're oft unseen |
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But this pain is bound to run its course |
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It's nice to have you back |
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I wasn't ready for a change |
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Here's a present for the road |
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I'll give you back your name |
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It won't do you harm |
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Shine up your mails |
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Feel the wind in your sails |
