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If you can will you show me how it is to be alive
Maybe how it is to die, and to be loved
If you want I can show you how to write from your heart
How to let out all your pain, and how to cope
I found my way back home on a pair of western wheels
I had set aside my life and put on my dancin’ heels
I went as far as I could with the cold and the wood and the stone
Ended up with an old guitar and a love strapped to my bone
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Rosie, the beauty of my day
Our life’s a wager, love, come what may
Rosie, bring your sorrow ‘cross the vast
Oh, I wish the autumn would last
Built myself a house ‘neath the ridge where the pine trees grow
Time is taking casualties, cause my heart is all that I know
Can’t seem to reach the end of my bitter silver line
So I bow down now and then, and let my hands entwine
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Said a prayer for the luck that died, the chance that got away
Godspeed to you my friend, My love and I will stay
Crop’s good in the autumn time, you and I both know
In this ghost town we will end our days and hang our heads down low.

Here in an instant, please sit tight
I don’t know If I can go on
Through the winds and the heat of the night
I’ll be here and I’ll be gone
Now we have a destination
We have our separate ways
Still we’re in this car together
And we shine like razorblades
As Carpathian hand:
In the body of someone
The body of thorns
The woman of dreams
Pregnant with an only child
24 for my sound
They represent my voice
Seated somewhere above
On holy ground
4 represent something cruel
Feels like kings and beasts
Oh, the rule is by the 4
They gather for some feast
6 represents the nothing
Cruel and incomplete
Parts 3 is higher evil
It is a waste, I say
12 is the complete
parts 3 is beautiful
So white and fully armed
His horse is mine
The blood-scarlet is war
Riding fast and hard
With sounds commanded
It’s a necessity
The plan is so simple
Still so complex
Revelation, Oh
For you as well as me