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When you travel vague and crooked roads |
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And the sun's a scab on vacant skies |
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Now we always hope we're still alone |
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There's too much time for idle minds |
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Imagination's armed with hooks and knives |
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We count our fears to pass the time |
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Tired or not, don't close your eyes |
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A picket fence |
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Familiar ground's a distant thing |
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A painted house |
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A quiet life |
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One where our days are calm |
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And night's are spent in kind |
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One where our hopes and dreams |
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Are attainable things |
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One where time can't reach |
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Gain half the plains now |
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Cut mountain chains down |
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Sleep when you can |
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You can't know how the night's fall |
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Things will be better there |
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Things will be good there |
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Don't stop to think |
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Just chase the dream we're chasing |
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I smell the fireplace |
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Warm light, a warm face |
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A quiet life |
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A life, a life, a life, a life |
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A life along the breeze |
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The dogs came at midnight |
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Guns drawn and eye's bright |
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I heard them laughing |
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Black voices scratching |
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Black wind they move like |
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Our lives ain't worth the millions |
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As dog's tear the canvas |
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Flies on the carcass |
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But it buys the time we need |
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The dogs came at midnight |
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The dogs came at midnight |
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The dogs came at midnight |
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And I always hear them laughing |
