Из альбома: Dim the Aurora

Tell me what to do my friend
Or say nothing at all
These matters are no matter's end

No mind can turn me on

From Texas into Oregon
Thrown into the expanse
So better left to circumvent
And get out while you can

Let go of me
When I am skidding alive
When the ground is rough and I'm left to die
When it's taken a toll
When the border is won
And remember me when my time has come

My love don't say where you have gone
Be Summer, Spring or Fall
An all encompassing remorse
Where the grass is growing tall

We may never have enough
Our cup will never run
But if I live to see the day
I pray her will be done

Let go of me
When I am skidding alive
When the ground is rough and I'm left to die
When it's taken toll
When the border is won
And remember me when my time has come

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