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They hit the bank on a dog-day afternoon. With the black top popping and the radio out of tune. They looked so young and wild and people sighed. For desperate men need desperate passers by. You go
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We lay the night in anguish, snakes drawn out by the tide. The compass of decision falls always on one side. But many went before us, and still the cries are clear. There is no beauty here, just th
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Night hangs on the city like a blanket on a cage. A sacrifice prepared. Laughter lies on faces where the sun has never shone. The fear of life is strong We are waiting in the forest deep and dark b
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Who saw the fences falling. Who broke the ploughman's bread. Who heard the winter calling. Who wore the tailor's thread. How many sheaves were counted. How did the carriage shine. How many thoug
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I came from the hills with a tear in my eye. The winter closed in and the crows filled the sky. The houses were burning the flames gold and red. The people were running with eyes filled with dread.
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It went so well for you. With a place right where you wanted and the ones to fill it to. But some blows break the spell. That it hits you every day until you need to hit as well. . It's just a sh
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Not enough answers to too many questions. But guns are the last things we need. So we better watch the news. For we all have minds to feed For the latest in monsters, a word from our sponsors. I w
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Beween the father and his son. Between the city and the one. Between the teacher and the test. Between the journey and the rest. . The shining eye will never cry. The beating heart will never di
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I know where all that time has gone. Blown and drifted listening to an August night. I see where I was wrong. But how could I know that you were right. . When you said I would need something wild
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Not enough answers to too many questions. But guns are the last things we need. So we better watch the news. For we all have minds to feed For the latest in monsters, a word from our sponsors. I w
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Beween the father and his son. Between the city and the one. Between the teacher and the test. Between the journey and the rest. . The shining eye will never cry. The beating heart will never di
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I came from the hills with a tear in my eye. The winter closed in and the crows filled the sky. The houses were burning the flames gold and red. The people were running with eyes filled with dread.
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If beauty is an ecstasy and anger keeps you poor. A hungry man is never free, a rich man never cured. Things were never what they used to be. Now every crowd has it's silver lining, we all got stuf
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I wouldn't want to go home on a night like this. When I find out that some of the past has been missed. And the light in the window has burned it's fuse. I pull everything inwards but everything's
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Alone among the hills and stone. Through summer sun and winter snow. The eagle he was lord above. And Rob was lord below. . 240 years. We lived without hope and without pride. So who will know
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We lay the night in anguish, snakes drawn out by the tide. The compass of decision falls always on one side. But many went before us, and still the cries are clear. There is no beauty here, just th
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Alone among the hills and stone. Through summer sun and winter snow. The eagle he was lord above. And Rob was lord below 240 years. We lived without hope and without pride. So who will know where
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