Check your time plan station master
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and bless the 3:45
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she's rolling fast and free
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and don't she look just like me
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spitting off smoke
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and all empty inside
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I left my baby down on a city street
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our love followed the course of the sun
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it rose above the city skyline
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and sunk behind the turnpike oil drumswell
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Come on now mister conductor
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come on and seal my fate
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I was raised to find my way
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now I'm going to find my state of grace
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So I went walking down the edges of the city
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to the iron lady and the holy land
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with no English my family came
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and money left a stain on their foreign hands
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I don't know how some people do it
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they just walk away and they
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don't look backbr>
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under a river in a cold mud tunnel
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my grandfather's ghost's still
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slamming the jackwell
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Come on now mister conductor
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come on and seal my fate
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I was raised to find my way
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now I'm going to find my state of grace
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Last night I had a dream of forgiveness
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we were walking on some sacred ground
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and a light fell from heaven with a promise
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That all lost things are someday foundwell.
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Come on now mister conductor
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come on and seal my fate
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I was raised to find my way
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now I'm going to find my state of grace
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I'm going to find my state of grace
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State Of Grace
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| Patti Scialfa |
