| Distance don’t matter
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| It’s the first step that counts
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| When the blue of the future
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| Gets clouded in doubt
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| Lead us out of the dark
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| And into the light
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| Lift the weight of the world
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| A little higher than that
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| Highway motel 29 pounds
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| America’s preaching
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| Miracles are bound
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| Full moon bleeding
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| Red golden sky
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| Today’s busy leaving
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| Tomorrow’s coming back
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| And every body’s wondering
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| What they’re gonna do
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| Come hell or highwater
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| State of disgrace
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| We’re all clinging to
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| Come hell or highwater
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| The circus is coming
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| Expectations are high
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| The clown and the preacher
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| Are both the same guy
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| Reaching our limit
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| White lines of the past
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| The pictures are faded
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| The memories went fast
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| Everybody’s wondering
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| What they’re gonna do
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| Come hell or highwater
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| State of disgrace
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| We’re all clinging to
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| Come hell or highwater
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| There ain’t no smoke without desire
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| But the love of lost cause is on a
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| Funeral priar
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| There ain’t no smoke without desire
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| But the love of lost cause is on a
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| Funeral priar
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| And let’s go home
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| Everybody’s wondering
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| What they’re gonna do
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| Come hell or highwater
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| State of disgrace
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| That we’re all clinging to
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| Come hell or highwater
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| Yeah, everybody’s wondering
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| What they gonna do
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| Come hell or highwater
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| A state of disgrace
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| We’re all clinging to
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| Come hell or highwater
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| Come hell or highwater |