And the wind it blows through the atmosphere
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and the air filled with dust
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such a far collection within every direction
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some places i¡¯ve already been
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and no, drive slow,
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loneliness too many things have changed
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and no, I just don¡¯t look at things the same way now
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since we parted ways
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out in the space, i¡¯m alone with
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the only hum of the wheels, they are carrying me
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on to a wild space to breathe in,
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oh I need it, a wild space to breathe in, whole
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and the sun went down in this little ghost town
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near the valley of the rio grande
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I need a little bit of whiskey and a little bit of time
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to ease my troubled mind
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lost love and loneliness, so many things have changed
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and no, I just don't look at things the same way now
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since we parted ways out in the space,
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i¡¯m alone with the only hum of the wheels,
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they are carrying me on to a wild space to breathe in,
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oh on to a wild place to breathe in,
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whole out in the space,
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i¡¯m alone with the with the only hum of the wheels,
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they are carrying me on to a wild space to breathe in,
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oh on to a wild place to breathe in,
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whole out in the space.
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Parted Ways
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| Heartless Bastards |
