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Moonlight flickers, blue and gold |
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No one listens, the stories sold |
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And hey, it's gonna fracture time |
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Hey, it's gonna fracture time |
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Hard as a sun who rides in the western wind |
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My hands in fire but |
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I can't feel the heat |
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Torn from the wind |
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Torn from the very breath |
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I am made of |
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And incomplete |
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The screw is turning beneath the crown |
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The porch lamps burning and no one's home |
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And hey, it's gonna fracture time |
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Hey, it's gonna fracture time |
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Hard as a sun who rides in the western wind |
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My hands in the fire but |
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I can't feel the heat |
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Torn from the wind |
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Torn from the very breath |
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I am made of |
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And incomplete |
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Hard as the sun |
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Hard as the sun |
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Hard as the sun |
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Hard as the sun |
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Hard as the sun that rides in the western wind |
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My hands in the fire but |
|
I can't feel the heat |
|
Torn from the wind |
|
Born of the very breath |
|
I am made of |
|
And incomplete |
|
Hard as the sun that rides in the western wind |
|
My hands in the fire but |
|
I can't feel the heat |
|
Torn from the wind |
|
Born of the very breath |
|
I am made of |
|
And incomplete |
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Hard as the sun that rides in the western wind |
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Hard as the sun that rides in the western wind |
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Hard as the sun that rides in the western wind |
