I want to walk away
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Like Judas from the table.
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Turn my back
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And walk away.
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I want to close my eyes
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Like that novice at the altar.
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Bow my head
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And close my eyes.
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Sorrow took Love's splintered hands
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And waltzed her 'cross a painted floor.
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Whispered softly in her ear,
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"let's get outta here".
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I'm going to breathe the air
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That my children will be breathing.
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Breathe them out
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And breathe them in again.
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I'm going to close my eyes
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And walk away.
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Turn my back
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Bow my head
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And close my eyes.
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Close My Eyes
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| Cowboy Junkies |
