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Mitchell Snow - gar VI
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Wait
Wait for me
And we'll see
If the Sun will rise
Wait
Wait with me
And we'll see
If the Sun will rise
Wait
Wait with me
And we'll be
When the Sun will rise
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Desert wolf stalks through the dry brush
Looking for life well there ain’t much
Feeling that hunger, but just a touch
Needs a snack but she’s in no rush
You hear that noise up around the bend?
Better pay it heed or you’ll soon be dead
If you’re calm, though, you can make a friend
With the sidewinder lazing in a riverbed
Land is dirt cheap, if you want to build
Maybe put house up on that hill
You can make a home in the desert plain
Just remember there’s space, but there ain’t no rain
Who you gonna call when you need a drink?
You get so thirsty that you can’t think
Desert heat can push you to the brink
No barman to help you they’re all extinct
Looking for a new life you can embrace
Try to get away from the silly rat race
You can make a home in the desert plain
Just remember there’s space, but there ain’t no rain
Once a year, for maybe a week
It’ll rain so hard, you’ll want to leave
Can’t really go out, you’ll start to freak
Cats and dogs falling, so to speak
Some people live here without a choice
Driven by greed, they have no voice
They make their home in the desert plain
Hoping someday to be home again
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it’s getting hard to find the line
Between the deaf and dumb
Between your heart of hearts and
What you call a zero sum
And I have made my last excuse
For the sad shell you’ve become
You must have known it
You must have known
The billboards and the smoke screens
All say what we want to hear
It’s the distance ‘tween the Baptist
And the brimstone he holds dear
Do I give you too much credit
To believe you still know fear
Did you ever pause to
Think you might be lost?
It’s just a wasted threat
The bait becomes the bayonet
stop pretending you can’t
See right through the hoax
You’re just telling someone else’s jokes
Sometimes I still wonder if you’re
The driver at the wheel
Or just a junkie for the mainline rush
self-righteous makes you feel
Did you swallow all those lies
Cause you acquired a taste for rage
You’re just a prisoner in an open cage
It’s just a wasted threat
The bait becomes the bayonet
stop pretending you can’t
See right through the hoax
You’re just telling someone else’s jokes
Who’s been whispering in your ear
And feeding you lines?
So many signs
You shoulda run
It’s just a wasted threat
The bait becomes the bayonet
stop pretending you can’t
See right through the hoax
You’re just telling someone else’s jokes
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