| Oh, the blizzard’s never seen the desert sands
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| I will set the tempo low in my commands
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| Come follow down the highway once trailed by my golden calf
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| Oh, the blizzard’s never seen the desert sands
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| And I will drive it like a shepherd to the sun
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| It’s the easiest decision I have done
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| Come follow down the highway once trailed by my golden calf
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| Oh, the blizzard’s never seen the desert sands
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| And the bells up in the towers they will ring
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| And the frightened little choirs they will sing
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| They will tremble on their voices like it’s from another shore
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| Oh, the frightened little choirs they will sing
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| I will sit up in the saddle of the storm
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| I will ride across the sea I stand before
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| Though the people on the beaches weigh just nothing bout themselves
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| I will sit up in the saddle of the storm
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| Oh, the blizzard’s never seen the desert sands
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| And I never understood a written plan
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| I have set my house on fire 'cause I don’t need it anymore
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| Oh, the blizzard’s never seen the desert sands |