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End of the road
This is the right direction
More than I ever did
I noticed my reflection
My father's eyes the lifelines on my mother's
It's morning where they are
As I approach the border

I fall down and I get up
I know my world is not enough
Turn back 'round
And get it on the rails

These seven gales, they raggle and they holler
The streets are greasy here
The pigeons are much smaller
The hills are steep and local children follow
Some turned down the steps as
I think about my daughter

I fall down and I get up
I know my world is not enough
Turn back 'round
And get it on the rails

Celebrations on the square
I'm heading for the valley
Gone are the places and the ones I loved so madly
The open road, the silent night is effing
Deeper with every name and number I'm forgetting

I fall down and I get up
I know my world is not enough
Turn back 'round
And get it on the rails
(x3)

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