| He talked at… as steel as cold
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| Cold hands, not much to say anymore,
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| Don’t take too long!
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| And even in solitude to them all
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| Where white fire burnt.
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| Black fog would weight like a … in his hands.
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| Wanting to come and he will be back home
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| He’s taken his time to talk from what he’d known
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| Left on the farm, he left them on their own
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| Promise is burned, he burned them there alone!
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| Promise is burned alone!
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| He moves from town to town with the…
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| And God he did trust upon him.
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| He’d done what he want.
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| Wanting to come and he will be back home
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| He’s taken his time to talk from what he’d known
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| Left on the farm, he left them on their own
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| Promise is burned, he burned them there alone!
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| Promise is burned, he burned them there alone! |