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Still night, nothing for miles |
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White curtain come down |
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Kill the lights in the middle of the road |
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And take a, take a look around |
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It don't help to be one of the chosen |
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One of the few to be sure |
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When the wheels are spinning around |
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And the ground is frozen through |
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And you're driven like the snow |
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Pure in heart, driven together |
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And given away to the west |
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A white dress but still the river don't run |
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A black dress looking like mine' |
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Til the sun don't shine no more |
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Where the sky meet the ground |
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Where the street fold round |
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Where the voice you hold don't make no sound |
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Look snow on the river and two by two |
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Took a lot to live, a lot like you, |
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I don'tGo there now, but |
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I hear they sung their' |
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**** Me And |
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Marry Me Young' |
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Some wild idea and a big white bed, now |
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You know better than that, |
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I saidLike a voice in the wind blow little crystals down |
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More like brittle things will break before they turn |
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Like a lipstick on my cigarette |
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And the ice get harder overhead |
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Like think it twice but never, never learn |
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And the mist will wrap around us |
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And the crystal, if you touch it |
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And the cars lost in the drift are there |
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And the people that drive lost in the drift are there |
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And the cares |
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I've lost in the drift are there |
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Theirs, ours, lost in the drift are |
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Driven, driven together and driven apart |
