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I’ve waited here for a long time.

To get this feeling back again.

Innocence. Clarity.

Words we never mention.

 

But with you in the dark, all my bitter weeds die.

And it all rushes back like a fire in the sky...

Explosions again.

 

A few bad breaks. Along the way.

You’d think I would be smarter.

Instead I’m cold and sad and old.

Meaner and much harder.

 

The weak you make strong. Pure is my blood.

Sulfur and ash -- away in this flood.

 

 

Tiffany Carlson - BG Vx 

Tom Miller - Upright Bass

Jim Walker - Keys, Percussion, Vx, BG Vx