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The moon has blocked the sun That I haven't seen for days It walks the street as the chimneys burn I'll drink some beers as to find my way
My way home My way home My way home My way home
The streets were made for horse and cart They talk to mine behind close doors Stood in the rain to feel the part This maze I stand of concrete walls
My way home My way home My way home My way home
Suspicious corpse without a face The screen lights a hidden dim This black hawk can't find its place Through the night we swim
My way home My way home My way home My way home