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We turned and stared out
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On the fields where we once layed
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Looked back on them for one last time
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Before the storm would break
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You cannot stand in the line of fire
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I still can hear you say
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We won't be going home tonight
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Where only the past remains
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No, you cannot drink
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From the river of stone
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No you cannot live
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In the shelter of a burned out home
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I can almost touch
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The times that we once knew
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Then the wild and shattered nights
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When only the darkness grew
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We lost our dreams in a bitter wind
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Watched as the fields were burned
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We'll hold our heads up high again
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When our dreams have been returned
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No you cannot drink
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From a river of stone
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No you cannot live
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When you're losing your love
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No you cannot drink
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From a river of stone
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No you cannot live
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When you're losing your love (repeat)
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RIVER OF STONE
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Tom Cochrane |