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golden boots - ancient buried city lyrics

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we use the road, now the world’s closing in
and it parking lot [super mark horace winston?]
my cover’s been blown, don’t answer the phone
robots are callin’ shots down from the throne

there by a hose, gather like kites and
the edge of the day comes with cold hands
to take you away to the wasteland lands
where the monsters are blind and they can’t see the blood on your hands

i don’t believe that you want it all
just a sliver of peace, but keep safe to call your own
when wе go up over the hill
as the curtain is calling thе birds to stand still

i found a boat buried beneath the bed
horses afloat, a carousel’s winding down
plucked on a tree, the corpses are walking round
singing for free to anyone listening at all

- golden boots lyrics

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