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This my excavation and today is kumran |
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Everything that happens from now on |
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This is pouring rain |
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This is paralyzed |
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I keep throwing it down two-hunded at a time |
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It's hard to find it when you knew it |
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When your money's gone |
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And you're drunk as hell |
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On your back with your racks as the stacks are your load |
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In the back and the racks and the stacks of your load |
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In the back with your racks and you're un-stacking your load |
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Well I've been twisting to the sun and the moon |
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I needed to replace |
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The fountain in the front yard is rusted out |
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All my love was down |
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In a frozen ground |
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There's a black crow sitting across from me |
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His wiry legs are crossed |
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He is dangling my keys, he even fakes a toss |
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Whatever could it be |
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That has brought me to this loss? |
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On your back with your racks as the stacks are your load |
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In the back and the racks and the stacks of your load |
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In the back with your racks and you're un-stacking your load |
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This is not the sound of a new man or crispy realization |
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It's the sound of the unlocking and the lift away |
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Your love will be |
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Safe with me |