egodeath
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I continuously shuffle the cards of life
Searching for the answer of my wife
On a rotary phone in Cleveland
But only receive a land line
From Colorado this time
So without a doubt you know
Everything rang in my old house
The clocks and the doorbells
And even the ID tags.
Now I've stopped time
And realize who I hate.
At the Garden of the Gods.
Have you seen me?
Everything rang in my old house
The clocks and the doorbells
And even the ID tags.
Now I've stopped time
And realize who I hate.
At the Garden of the Gods.
Have you seen me?
Lightning strikes, reveals the truthThe ground quakes, shakes down all you knewThunder roarsAs you choke on words unspokenSuddenly, the sky breaks open
