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Promised Land
Everything I am, is a mirror These days the darkness kicks in The mirror shattered by a hot dog stand You got out of hand My promised land
Please, Please, excuse the way I talk I am sad So very very sad All my love is lost to a cause And I can't win for you, Elisabeth
Let's all do the nuclear spin We can sing - at least we can still sing Tell the dancer to illuminate Let him burn And turn, turn, turn I had a dream of an underground station I was chasing her by the blue I spill my time, like sand You got out of hand My promised land Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Please, Please, excuse the way I talk I am sad So very very sad All my love is lost to a cause And I can't win for you, Elisabeth
Every day feels like another reason lost I ought to try to sit it out Pour me another glass of sauce We keep in touch; Twice a year we write a few considered lines And the one time we met in Graz In a bar near the park
Please, Please, excuse the way I talk I am sad So very very sad All my love is lost to a cause And I can't win for you, Elisabeth
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