Из альбома: A Wasteland Companion

Thought I was falling into a deep depression,
Thinking all the mystery was all gone,
like I was falling into the deep of a grand canyon,

From the side of a mountain I was hanging on

But now I'm coming up for air,
I see my angel on the sand
she's running out to meet me
in the waves of a Rio Grande

And it's joy, honey, pure joy
Pure joy just to see you again

Thought my heart was in a rut of recession,
all the colors i'd seen had faded into the black
Like I was falling fast to the bottom of the ocean
Oh and just my luck all my hands are chained up behind my back

But now I'm coming up for air,
I see my angel on the sand
she's running out to meet me
to save me again.

And it's joy, honey, pure joy
Pure joy just to see you again

And it's joy, honey, pure joy
to see the sun coming down through the mist

And it's joy, honey, pure joy
to feel the medicine of oxygen fill up my lungs like this

And it's joy, honey, pure joy
to feel the strength of your kiss against my lips.

Yeah it's joy, honey, pure joy
ain't no other way to say just what this feeling is pure joy, pure joy, pure joy.

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