| Iron winter, got me cold
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| Convicted like a criminal
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| Sharp and nimble, the wind unfold
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| Got me to my feet again
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| Past the mountain I hear a cry
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| Coming from the pinnacle
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| Oh, In the distance a city shines
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| Oh, what a welcoming
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| Been to the black rock
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| Found my salvation
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| Rendered me patient
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| But wearing me thin
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| So I’m
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| On the way back home
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| Seen the big show, thousand times
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| Got to get back what is mine
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| The only way I know
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| Feet been walking, thousand miles
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| Got to get back what is mine
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| Bless the evening, it’s showed the way
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| Back to where it all began
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| Oh, undercover I made my case
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| I’m quietly a gentleman
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| Man, To be a fool is such a waste
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| He’ll eat until he’s sick of it
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| Why not stop when you find your place
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| And be happy that you made it in
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| Been to the black rock
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| Found my salvation
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| Rendered me patient
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| But wearing me thin
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| So I’m
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| On the way back home
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| Seen the big show, thousand times
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| Got to get back what is mine
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| The only way I know
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| Feet been walking, thousand miles
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| Got to get back what is mine
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| What is mine
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| Fallen time
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| On the way back home
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| Feet been walking, thousand miles
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| Got to get back what is mine
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| The only way I know
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| Feet been walking, thousand miles
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| Got to get back what is mine
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| On the way back home
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| I’m on my way
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| You know I’m on my way back
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| The only way I know
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| Getting what is mine
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| Gonna get it back, give it back now
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| I’ve come so far tonight |