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this frozen road winds on past nameless towns |
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a river of black carved through a desert of white |
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promises of silver lead me from the hearth |
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lifeless side roads lead past laden trees |
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breath of ice takes its toll, my chariot |
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only an hour gone, still four to go |
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we clamber onto hired wheels back through the white curtain |
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no line to guide us, only shadows of steel |
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life is the song and the show must go on and on |
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make it come true |
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life is the song and the road goes on and on |
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paint this song any colour but blue |
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eyes ears and hands reach out, meet the sound |
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warm in the evening glow, the welcome fire |
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the gift is given, the seed is sown |
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now back through darkness to the light of home |
