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Chicago Stone Of Sisyphus The Pull Summertime came too soon, Summers in kansas often do. And the air was still, I felt the pull. I recall the heat rising from the ground in a way. And i knew i was the first to pass this way. I believe i step across some line, Or i stumble through the doorway in space and time, Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine, Never remembers his name. Always feel so alone, Wherever i am i feel the pull, And the life i've left behind the pull. And in case i have no future, i've got the past There's no telling just how long this play will last. I believe i step across some line, Or i stumble through the doorway in space and time, Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine, Never remembers his name, Never remembers. I'm down, walking through a storm. I hear a voice inside, crying, It calls my name like a judge accusing, Black robe hanging down, whoah, Don't forget be brave about your love. Well i walk across the murky room, And there's flashes in my eyes, I don't know what i'm doin'. Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine, Never remembers his name. Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine, Never remembers his name, Never remembers his name, I never remember my name. |
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