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Calexico - Letter to Bowie Knife |
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Everyday on my way home |
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The clouds would break and the angels |
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Would sing their refrain |
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This world's an ungodly place |
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Strangled by vines unchaste |
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So with my shining blade of steel |
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I would cut a path wide |
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Dipped in the ink of the fight |
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Written clean through the night |
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Mark my words upon the front page |
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To set my world straight |
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It's too late, it's too late.... |
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Just like I found it, my world is split |
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Right down the spine |
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Years bled dry now ripe for a reckoning |
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My blade's back slash beckoning |
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Slice my wounds and I make the sign one more time |
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Come on. come on. come home. come home |
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Yeah it's too late, it's too late |
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It's too late, to refrain...refrain...refrain... |
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Did those angels ever sing? |
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Sliced my world in two |
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