| I’m a child in the guise of a man
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| I’m a man in the hands of a child
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| And I’m driving as hard as I can
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| Just trying to make up some miles
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| I’ve been out on this road so long
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| My edges are starting to curl
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| But I’ll sleep when the first flush of Dawn
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| Softens the rim of the world
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| After all this time I’m still on the line
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| With a case to prove and a public to move
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| After all my turning this fire is still burning
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| And I’m back on show
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| With a mile to go
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| With one more mile to go
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| Her fire was a fire of rage
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| Under her skin it spread
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| It festered and blew for an age
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| Then burst from the coils of her head
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| She cast up a tower of tears
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| But beauty broke it back down
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| I stared at the wreck for years
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| Then woke up one day and found
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| After all this time I’m still on the line
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| With a case to prove and a public to move
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| After all my turning this fire is still burning
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| And I’m back on show
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| With a mile to go
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| With one more mile to go
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| Step on the gas and kiss the wind
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| Over the pass and peel that skin away
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| Follow the lover out and in
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| Some other Lover coming in to stay
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| I never meant to go to sea
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| I always meant the sea to come to me
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| I’m a child in the guise of a man
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| I’m a man in the hands of a child
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| And my Lover is in the Hands
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| That carry me over the miles
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| My Lover is in the car
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| My Lover is in the road
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| My Lover is in the stars
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| That melt as the Dawn explodes
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| And my Lover is in the wind
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| Blowing down the line 'tween your heart and mine
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| And my Lover is in the Voice
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| That whispers clear
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| In my guts and ear
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| Even when I do not hear |