Looking out the window
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I see the red dust clear
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High up on the red rock
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Stands the shadow with the spear
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The land here is strong
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Strong beneath my feet
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it feeds on the blood
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it feeds on the heat
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The rhythm is below me
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The rhythm of the heat
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The rhythm is around me
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The rhythm has control
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The rhythm is inside me
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The rhythm has my soul
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The rhythm of the heat
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The rhythm of the heat
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The rhythm of the heat
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The rhythm of the heat
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Drawn across the plainland
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To the place that is higher
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Drawn into the circle
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That dances round the fire
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We spit into out hands
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And breathe across the palms
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Raising them up high
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Help open to the sun
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Self-conscious, uncertain
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I'm showered with the dust
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The spirit enter into me
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And I submit to trust
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Smash the radio
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No outside voices here
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Smash the watch
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Cannot tear the day to shreds
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Smash the camera
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Cannot steal away the spirits
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The rhythm is around me
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The rhythm has control
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The rhythm is inside me
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The rhythm has my soul
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The Rhythm Of The Heat
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| Peter Gabriel |
