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Sitting in a motel on the outskirts of Raton |
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How the years have flown |
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Since Townes passed through these hills alone |
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I got someone who loves me |
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But it's too late to phone |
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I wanna ride this road forever |
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And I'm dying to go home |
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Out there on the interstate the hurryin' of the cars |
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High above room 28 the swirling of the stars |
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And I draw the vinyl curtains like a veil across my skin |
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I turn the bedside lamp down |
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And I let my shadows in |
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Cause I feel so full and so empty handed |
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In a world so cruel I don't think I understand it |
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Are we still the fools |
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Who don't know right from wrong |
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Here at midnight on Raton? |
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I find a crumpled napkin and I fumble for a pen |
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Chase a fleeting moment like it was my long lost friend |
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And I curl up 'neath the blankets and dream until the dawn |
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But come morning I'll be through these hills and gone |
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Come morning I'll be through these hills and gone |
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