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Pretty eyes don't tell me lies |
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Guide a landing in the night |
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I'm crashing into desert sands |
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Etherized against the land |
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The desert's blown and nothing grows |
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Wind whipped hills stripped to bone |
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Will history please let me go? |
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Let me be, leave me alone |
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There's a light, now there's a light |
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Coming down that mountainside |
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Oh my, my, you lonely souls |
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I can feel it in my bones |
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Softer hands, softer touch |
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Rougher wounds that burn too much |
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Angel bringing back a hearse |
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Carried by the night nurse |
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(Chorus) |
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Standing vision in the door, |
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Pretty thing, save my soul |
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I hear trouble in the land, |
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A fist that beats into the man |
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(Chorus) |
