The sky's a raven marching band black blizzard blowing across the land
Come darling take my hand i'm whiskey poured into the sand
Star blossoms bloom the night falling now burning fire bright
Come darling take my hand i'm whiskey poured into the sand
The silver tracks lie long and straight perfect means for my escape
Come darling take my hand i'm whiskey poured into the sand
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