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Nights are long |
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And the wind is howling down |
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Into the hollows |
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Somewhere deep inside |
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I can hear you calling out |
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Across the great divide |
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Right or wrong there's a feeling in my heart |
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I try to follow |
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But lately i just hide |
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And my dream of someday crawling out |
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To cross this great divide |
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Isolation |
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Heart like a drum |
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And the beating is wearing me down |
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Standing at the station |
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But the train never comes |
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Still I'm hanging on |
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Like some old ghost town |
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Miles to go but I see that one way out |
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Stars in the distance |
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Skies are open wide |
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Waiting for my soul to rise |
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Above this great divide |
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Desperation |
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Is a dangerous blade |
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In a reckless and trembling hand |
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Sweet salvation |
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Just a thin line away |
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I should cut and run |
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But I'll make my stand |
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Nights are long |
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But I'll close my eyes again |
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Until tomorrow |
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Slip the bonds and ride |
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Touch the face I long to see |
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Above this great divide |
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We'll be all We long to be |
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Beyound this great divide |
