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Hello morning star, you are my old friend. You are death beginning, to me you're a ten. I'm racing the dawn, but I'll never win. Roadsigns mark time, till I see you again. |
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There are things I'd change, but what's been done is done. But one to many thrills, and now I've come unspun. I sleep and I dream and lie on some strange bed. I almost lost the story, but I know it never ends, it never ends. |
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I'm crossing the gap on my way home. Above my head just sky and stone. Cross the river from the Jersey side, at the end, of a long, long ride. |
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I'm begging the sun for just a bit more time. Moonlight, it's alright to sit down this line. So goodbye morning star, daylight's come again. I crossed one hundred rivers, there's one more ahead, yeah just ahead. |
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I'm crossing the gap on my way home. Above my head just sky and stone. Cross the river from the Jersey side, at the end, of a long... |
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Yes I'm crossing the gap on my way home. Above my head just sky and stone. Cross the river from the Jersey side, at the end, of a long, of a long, of a long, long ride. |
