I need my conscience to keep watch over me
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To protect me from myself
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So I can wear honesty like a crown on my head
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When I walk into the promised land
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We've been too long American dreaming
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And I think we all lost the way
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Forlorn somnambulistic maniacal in the dark
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I'm in love with an American girl
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Though she's my best friend
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I love her surreptitious smile
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That hides the feelings within her
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And we'll go dancing in the rings of laughter
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And live along by the shores
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Fervor on with her arms around she reside alone for the lost
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Faith, underneath the rising wind blows
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Faith, underneath the rising wind blows
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How long how long?
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Here alone on the grounds are millions seeds we left behind
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Turned back by the fool of the doorway of
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Never lost and found
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We've been too long American dreaming
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I think we've lost: lost the door
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Fear on somnambulistic maniacal in the dark
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Faith, underneath the rising wind blows
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Faith, underneath the rising wind blows
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How long how long?
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American Dreaming
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| Dead Can Dance |
