| Lost, west of these mountains
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| She walks the island, island to fail
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| Stars blink out directions
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| Through cloud formations
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| Some kind of a code
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| She reads this language
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| Hall moon’s her lantern
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| No sign of a road
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| This land is breathing
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| She cease from meaning
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| Molecular show
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| Can’t hope to sleep
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| On this restless peak
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| She keeps coming back
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| To this place of fear and lack
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| Can’t hope to sleep
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| For her tears repeat
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| What she gave did not come back
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| She goes 'round and 'round this cul-de-sac
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| Can’t hope to sleep
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| On this restless peak
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| She keeps coming back
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| To this place to fear and lack
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| Can’t hope to sleep
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| For her tears repeat
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| It’s better to her taste
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| What she can’t digest, regurgitates
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| Back is tom beneath her heavy load
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| Lost him up along this lonely road
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| Loved him where he lacked
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| But he couldn’t love her back
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| Back is tom beneath her heavy load
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| Lost him up along this lonely road
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| Loved him where he cracked
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| So he couldn’t love her back
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| Back is tom beneath her heavy load
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| Lost him up along this lonely road
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| Loved him where he lacked
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| But he couldn’t love her back
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| Back is tom beneath her heavy load
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| Lost him up along this lonely road
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| Loved him where he cracked
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| So he never loved her back |