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Come break my bones, come spread my ashes |
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Come wear me down, come wear me down |
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In life a king, in death a failure |
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Come help me cry, come help me cry |
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I wanted to be changed by the road |
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I so wanted to change the road |
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But somehow we both resisted change |
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Somehow we were both too strong |
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And yet we have both winded away, unsure of where we head |
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And it's like we're both confused as to who is who |
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As if, late in the night, you can't tell the wanderer from the road |
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The walker from the walked. |
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Maybe I am just the road, dreaming that I walk |
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Dust in my throat, dust in my nostrils |
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Dust in my mouth, dust in my eyes |
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From dust I come, through dust I wander |
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Dust I'll remain, dust all I am. |
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Dust I'll remain, dust all I am. |
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Dust I'll remain, dust all I am. |
