Well there's a fire in the sky
I can see the orange glow
Behind the silhouette of the crosses
That cast a shadow down below
There?s an old man at the bus stop
I see the sadness in his eyes
And the tears they well up in them
From the pain that?s filled his life

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So I?ll meet you in the back room, and I?ll take you for my bride
We?ll steal ourselves some new shoes and hitch ourselves a ride
Just put your cash with my tobacco and put your smile with my knife
We?ll cut our place in heaven and sleep beneath the stars tonight

There?s a dark cloud on the mountain
There?s lighting in the trees
The floods will soon be coming
To steal the ground beneath our feet
No I don?t have an explanation
For the burdens we all bear
Or why one man holds his hand out
And another doesn?t care

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