Из альбома: Black Diamond

It could have been a million years ago or maybe yesterday
I crawled out of this wilderness, a debt I had to pay
I must have tipped the scales somewhere way back
Never saw the seeds I'd sewn
So now I travel backwards looking for a man of stone
A foggy night, a neon light I've seen him standing there
Movin' where the shadows creep

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