Over the mountain, the sky is midnight blue
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Housing in better times right ahead of you
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And there was nothing,the loves was lost
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Spiraled down from grace
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We'll never know the final card
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And worthless dreams which ease
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So save your sorrow for other ones
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For your heart lies on the ground
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Come tomorrow ,baby,where I was born
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And we'll ride the old one down
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It will never be paradise
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It will never be bliss
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Thank you for making worth a price
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Even in times like these
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So save your sorrow for other ones
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For your heart lies on the ground
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Come tomorrow ,baby,where I was born
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And we'll ride the old one down
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Over the mountain the midnight oil burns low
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There will never be enough time
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It's time to go
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So save your sorrow for other ones
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For your heart lies on the ground
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Come tomorrow,baby where I was born
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And we'll ride the old one down
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Midnight Oil
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| Eliza Gilkyson |
