Driving away to the east, and into the past
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History recedes in my rear-view mirror
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Carried away on a wave of music down a desert road
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Memory humming at the heart of a factory town
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All my life
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I've been workin' them angels overtime
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Riding and driving and living
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So close to the edge
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Workin' them angels - Overtime
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Riding through the Range of Light to the wounded city
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Filling my spirit with the wildest wish to fly
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Taking the high road to the wounded city
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Memory strumming at the heart of a moving picture
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All this time
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I've been workin' them angels overtime
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Riding and diving and flying
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Just over the edge
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Workin' them angels - Overtime
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Driving down the razor's edge 'tween the past and the future
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Turn up the music and smile
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Get carried away on the songs and stories of vanished times
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Memory drumming at the heart of an English winter
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Memories beating at the heart of an African village
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Workin' Them Angels
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