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Am standing by a river
Were the water doesn't flow,
Past voices all around me,
Were life is forbidden to grow.
Standing beneath a street light,
And the light i know so well,
Looking up at the broken light,
Were that guiding light once fell.
Am standing by a highway,
This road i know so well,
I thought i heard it say,
This is the road to hell!
My throat jams up with credit,
And there's nothing i can do,
And life i wish i fed it,
Hoping i see this through.
Shadows in the distant sea,
And the sea i know so well,
Creeping up behind me,
This forsaken land i dwell!
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