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I know the desert is wide
It's half filled with sky
But still I pretend to know
You'll be coming home soon

Some men shake trees to find
A holy life
A holy life
A holy life
A holy life

But it comes and it goes and it dies
It comes and it goes and it dies
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes and dies

It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes and dies

Nobody knows, nobody sees
That the back roads seem kinda wild
That the dust blowing round for miles
And the pilgrims are hoping to find
Their rivers had not run dry

Put out like a fire
Into the night
Out like a fire
Smoke to the sky
Out like a fire
You left to find out

Nobody knows, nobody sees
This deserted maze that is wrapped around me
And the fire went out, honey, long ago
But still I pretend that you're coming
Oh, you're coming home

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