| Pretty eyes don’t tell me lies
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| Guide a landing in the night
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| I’m crashing into desert sands
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| Etherized against the land
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| The desert’s blown and nothing grows
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| Wind whipped hills stripped to bone
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| Will history please let me go?
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| Let me be, leave me alone
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| There’s a light, now there’s a light
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| Coming down that mountainside
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| Oh my, my, you lonely souls
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| I can feel it in my bones
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| Softer hands, softer touch
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| Rougher wounds that burn too much
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| Angel bringing back a hearse
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| Carried by the night nurse
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| (Chorus)
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| Standing vision in the door,
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| Pretty thing, save my soul
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| I hear trouble in the land,
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| A fist that beats into the man
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| (Chorus) |