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Calling Lightning Pt. 2
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Howlin Rain
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Someday I'll find your rotting bones, oh my golden old friend it's so hard to let go
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While time is drifting like the ice in the hearts of the burgs drifting beneath the northern lights
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Lonely is the town and dark is the dusk in the city's bloodshot eyes
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There was hardly a sound but for the feathers of vultures beating the ground
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We are only slaves to our ghostly arms and legs
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Dancing in our graves and laying in the ruins of this golden age
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I worked in the fields in a dignified way but my pride was just another agent of decay
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You were my song when you ripped your pretty head
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And let the laughter fly like you were burning your bread
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Hold the dogs at bay, your laughter was the love that ran today
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I tried to wield a greater blade but all you lions can keep your bloody pride
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We are only slaves to our master's memories
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Staggering through the days to yield the seed of the golden age
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When we were young we said we'd never play the game
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With our handles of wine and blood stained blazers
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Well time now has surely passed us by and I remember our school but little of our crimes
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Oh my dear brothers what were your names?
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And what was the nature of our glorious anger?
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The sound we fear is only our day creeping behind us to another stranger
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We are only slaves to our distant youths and coming graves
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Let them say I was a hard working stiff and sand of the golden age
Howlin' Rain - "Calling Lightning With A...
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