| Late at night, watching the satellites
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| North Carolina and the rolling hills
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| Orion, draws back the arrow
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| Aiming at the heart of a scarecrow
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| Cloud to cloud, hour to hour
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| Dust to dust, flower to flower
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| I close my eyes, so I might dream
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| Won’t you meet me
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| When the Sun stands still?
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| And I will, be there in bells
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| I thought I was in love once, I don’t know
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| I was over dressed and scared to be alone
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| The pain is there, for to protect
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| If it didn’t hurt then we’d all bleed to death
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| Black to black, reel to reel
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| Heart to heart, shield to shield
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| I close my eyes, so I might dream
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| Won’t you meet me
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| When the Sun stands still?
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| And I will, be there in bells
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| The Great Spirit rose over ol' St. Paul
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| You are forever forgiven and all
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| I fell asleep and woke up in the sky
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| There was a light so bright, I could see through my skin
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| All the sorrow and the cold north wind
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| I had to go through
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| I had to find you
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| Dollar to dollar, broke to broke
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| Ash to ash, smoke to smoke
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| I close my eyes, so I might dream
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| Won’t you meet me
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| When the Sun stands still?
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| And I will, be there in bells
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| I will be there in bells |