I can feel a desert wind
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Hear it howlin' in the streets tonight
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It's a warning noone fears
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And there ain't no place where we can hide
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Strangers lost in silence
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Empty hearts and blinded eyes
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Dangers taste like violence
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Tears - while conversation dies
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Lack of communication leads to
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Asphalt - deserts - streets of pain
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Darkness calls the light
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When all the water's banned
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And cares are buried under sand
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The wind will turn into a wasteland serenader
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So wake up - just stop feeding dust
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Open your minds and learn to trust
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It's never too late - never too late to try
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Cages of confusion
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In this world of broken dreams
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Social constitution
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Tries to hide behind the streams
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Lack of communication leads to
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Asphalt - deserts - streets of pain
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Darkness calls the light
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When all the water's banned
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And cares are buried under sand
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The wind will turn into a wasteland serenader
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So wake up - just stop feeding dust
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Open your minds and learn to trust
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It's never too late - never too late to try
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I can feel a desert wind
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Hear it howlin' in the streets tonight
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Wasteland Serenader
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| Rough Silk |
