| The snows are melting, the river’s on the rise
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| I’m looking for shelter, there’s not a place to hide
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| The wind is whipping like I never seen before
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| Bearing down like a freight train just outside my door
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| The blues keep coming, I can’t stop them anymore
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| The blues keep coming, I can’t stop them anymore
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| Cut loose and set adrift, a million miles of dust
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| On deserted roads and rusted skied, years of fading hope and trust
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| A thousand shouting voices now a distant roar
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| I’m left here in this darkness these many miles from shore
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| The blues keep coming, I can’t stop them anymore
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| The blues keep coming, I can’t stop them anymore
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| In my dreams it’s a long long way to heaven
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| I see an angel floating in the sky
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| In my prayers when it’s two shades south of midnight
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| Give me wings that I might fly
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| A telling lie with unforgiving days
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| And if I threw the dice I would’ve lost them anyway
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| Now I need that angel to hold me tight
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| Give me some lovin', help me make it through just one more night
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| The blues keep coming, I can’t stop them anymore
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| The blues keep coming, I can’t stop them anymore |