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By townes van zandt |
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Well, won't you lend your lungs to me? |
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Mine are collapsing |
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Plant my feet and bitterly breathe |
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Up the time that's passing. |
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Breath i'll take and breath i'll give |
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Pray the day ain't poison |
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Stand among the ones that live |
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In lonely indecision. |
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Fingers walk the darkness down |
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Mind is on the midnight |
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Gather up the gold you've found |
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You fool, it's only moonlight. |
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If you try to take it home |
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Your hands will turn to butter |
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You better leave this dream alone |
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Try to find another. |
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Salvation sat and crossed herself |
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Called the devil partner |
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Wisdom burned upon a shelf |
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Who'll kill the raging cancer |
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Seal the river at its mouth |
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Take the water prisoner |
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Fill the sky with screams and cries |
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Bathe in fiery answers |
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Jesus was an only son |
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And love his only concept |
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Strangers cry in foreign tongues |
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And dirty up the doorstep |
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And i for one, and you for two |
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Ai'nt got the time for outside |
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Just keep your injured looks to you |
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We'll tell the world we tried |