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The End This dance was just the usual way to spin Never thought it would leave me, never throught it would win This crest of time got serious in its wake and while Murder and going off the edge took off the smile These places of moon glow, these shinning slag dumps I have seen, these last of the rivers and blue gills, to all I have raised my cup and said just hi All the streets bound with steel with beat concrete, piddle of stones for my step, I laugh and let the swallows come, this time in the morning The bell towers I ran round; the distant chime, when I said, thank you for life; leaving as a galant girl, I give you my hope and wish you well,,, the country side and its favors in the spring, these city lights, and the way I made them sing for me; rock and roll, coal minds, and quiet talk, all the rivers and the streams, and all the shacks inbetween... to do something, to be better than one place, to be it all; to have the courage to protect my friends with silence, to wish them well and watch the cars and not to worry about the phone calls To be the best; to see both blue lights and blue skys in the morning To keep on trucking though you see the danger you dread at night; to laugh up front with love, and not to be taken adventage of; a part of my life, with my dad on the same page...