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It's true that the sky was filled with dust and silver |
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Waves of light across a crooked highway |
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The ocean in a silver flask |
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Best get new dreams, these old dreams won't last |
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This is not your home |
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Leave this place alone |
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Windy Road |
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You said I had the look of a prairie crow, that year when all your friends were married |
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A gold ring on a leather boot, when these mean and lonely days are through |
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This is not your home |
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Leave this place alone |
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Windy Road |
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In the crosswinds west of town, hope it don't blow me down |
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Windy Road |
