A canyon girl
'Neath imaginary skies is beckoning
In a fictional world
I
You are a diamond in the dirt
And you're the centipede
Oh, don?t you grieve, don?t cry, don?t weep, no
Your tears
I'll wait till I see a cloud
Shaped like the Garden
Bring on the rain tell the Lord make it so,
If I broke my jaw for you
I'd find the bloody
There's a light beyond the the sticks and stones
Past the
Slipping on through the sensors
Tripping over rails and fences
Slipping on
Let the music wait
You don't need it anymore
There's nothing more
You hurt your foot roller skating down by the bay
You
Saving all the waitresses
'Cause they've all got longing in their
Out in the world when your
Only friend is a traveler's
There is peace in the belly of the beast
There is
Weathered and worn
All your sheep have been shorn
Mistaken for love
Take
Baby, remember on the bus and my hand was on
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