| Well I turned around in time to see the clouds fade,
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| running back could only make them stay.
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| Forward now I run down a winding road,
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| try to pay back everything that I have ever owed.
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| And when your money runs, will you buy a friend?
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| And when your guns don’t fire, will that be the end?
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| With no land left to burn, and nowhere left to run,
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| where then can we stand when it’s all said and done?
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| Well I hear the thunder roll, I feel the cold winds blowing,
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| but you won’t find me there, 'cause I won’t go back again.
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| While you’re on smoky roads, I’ll be out in the sun,
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| where the trees still grow, where they count by one
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| Well you take from our schools to build a bigger bomb,
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| you tell us fiery lies about the course we’re on.
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| And you’ll kill all the world, and you’ll reverse the sun,
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| and which would you sell first, your soul or your gun?
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| But I hear the thunder roll, I feel the cold wind blowing,
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| but you won’t find me there, 'cause I won’t go back again.
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| While you’re on smoky roads I’ll be out in the sun,
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| where the trees still grow, where they count by one |