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Along the Road (Angel of Sadness)
Across Texas , up through southern Cal When you don’t think you could journey another mile Up and down these man made tiles You know the end’s not far now Darkness now your guiding light, beneath these stars You’ve come a long ways now Too far to settle for an average bar, you can’t rest now In between these rest stops Along with your adrenaline, the temperature drops Now your exhaustion dims the city lights You look beaten and worn May the next random stranger pity your life As loneliness settles into your night The radio seems to whisper tunes of Motley Crew Rest may never place its grace upon you Yes you find this truth, but you can’t rest now As you whimper into a hotel lobby So tired, so weak, so determined to seek As you stumble upon a vacant desk You’ve lost all hope But you don’t want to show that you’re an awakened mess If you’ve rang that bell once, you’ve rang it twice As you turn to presume your departure Through these swaying doors On a pallet, amongst the skies, there she hides Fallen from the steps, into her arm, this old man lies Across Texas , up through southern Cal When you don’t think you can journey another mile
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