Walk slowly, the rest of your life, my dear
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Sing clearly, the path of the arrow is near
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The river will dry up every year
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The sun should drink every last tear
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It flows above the casket's lear
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So lay down, next to your brother
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And go blind
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Walk slowly, the rest of your life, my dear
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How lovely, the ghost of the river draws near
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Keep moving, let faith pour out in blood from ear to ear
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Burn your money, remember it does you no good 'round here
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The river will dry up every year
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The sun should drink every last tear
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It flows above the casket's lear
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So lay down, next to your brother
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And go blind
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Who stole my soul, I may never know
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Who stole my soul, I may never know
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Oh, Who stole my soul?
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Who stole my soul, I may never know
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Who stole my soul, I may never know
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Oh, I may never know
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Ghost Of The River
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| The Anniversary |
