| Standing on the edge of the cliff
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| Didn’t think it would come to this
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| A dead calm before the storm
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| Not a sound from their engines
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| From the other side, saw a shooting star at 4:22 a. |
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| A warning shot from the rhythm demons
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| Or from the guitar preachers
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| I’ve been touched by both
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| And by the Holy Ghost
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| From the other side, saw a shooting star at 4:22 a. |
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| Underneath the stars above
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| I said, «No stop
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| I am not giving up on us.»
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| And I am not going anywhere soon
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| Annie, grab your bass guitar
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| Help me bring in the October moon
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| Then you shout, «Run for cover.»
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| I scream, «Rev the Triumph’s engine.»
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| You say «Baby we’re too late
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| From the Cloud Riders, no escape.»
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| Darling, what’s the blanket for?
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| Riding out this storm
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| We’ll be riding out this storm
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| Carved a stave against the grain
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| At the nine doors to gain
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| The secrets of trees
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| Once I could hear them singing
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| From the other side
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| Back then, the thunder gods
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| They used to cast our lots
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| But then I lost touch
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| Close to when her chariot
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| From the other side
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| A chariot pulled by cats
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| Purring, «we'll be returning.»
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| From the other side
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| «Girl, it’s time you take back your life.»
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| Underneath the stars above
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| I said, «No stop
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| I am not giving up on us.»
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| And I am not going anywhere soon
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| Annie, grab your bass guitar
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| Help me bring in the October moon
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| Then you shout, «Run for cover.»
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| I scream, «Rev the Triumph’s engine.»
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| You say «Baby we’re too late
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| From the Cloud Riders, no escape.»
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| Darling, what’s the blanket for?
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| Riding out this storm
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| We’ll be riding out this storm
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| This storm
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| This storm
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| This storm
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| This storm |