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[ti:On The Borderline] |
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[ar:alison krauss] |
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There's a chill on this evening,nights right for greaving, |
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Darkness surrounds him as he wanders alone |
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He walked past the dim lights,the pathways and street lights |
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They remind him,of nights long ago, |
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When his love was strong and his muscles hard,His whiskey throat was barley marred, |
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Seeking misfortune in the lies that he told,Then a brokin heart bought him to his knees, |
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In the hour of his greatest need,Lost and forsaken by the love,he could not hold |
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On the Border line of love again,Its bound to make you pay |
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On the Border line,we'll make our stand,Then watch it fall away |
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And he stands in quiet solitude,The nights reflects upon his mood, |
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Seeking the vision that had once been so clear,When he felt the touch of his women's love |
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His pounding heart was warm and young,Now locked inside him with his anger and fear |
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As he moves on slowly,past the trees,Down the path way home through fallen leaves |
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He can't believe,how he'd sunken so low,So he learned to live with his injured pride |
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His purple heart hidden,deep inside,The only reward,for a love he could not hold |
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On the Border line of love again,Its bound to make you pay |
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On the Border line,we'll make our stand,Then watch it fall away |
