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The Montana mountain skyline |
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Holding up its gracious arms |
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Breaking clear on through to heaven |
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To let some light in through the dark |
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On an old rusted airplane that took a dive |
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Back in the summer of '73 |
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They said the pilot was from Missoula |
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In pursuit of the great spirit on LSD |
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They never found him 10 years to the day I was a newborn babe |
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In a bundle back east where the mountains aren't quite as tall |
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But they were three time as green |
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And when I opened my eyes it was clear that I was back again |
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But soon enough I forgot as we tend to do, the places I had been |
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They say the calendar has cancer, believe what you will |
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I feel blessed to be here even if the world tilts |
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I'm walking barefoot through the back field |
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On a lucid summer night where the breeze incites the willow trees |
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But I don't hear nobody cry |
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Oh God, in the heart of man, let us be real and true to one another now |
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Be you a spirit, thought, song, dog, |
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Cloud, dream, or piss under the stars |
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All I think I know for sure is maybe you really love us all |
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And the sooner we reflect that love the sooner |
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The illusion will fall like a cool steady rain on a warm summer day |
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You smell it fresh on the pavement |
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Put some more rust on that old airplane, way up there in Montana |
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Until it all goes back to dust then she'll really fly |