(perlman, louris, olson) gunflint music bmi



Pick up the pieces and pack your mind

You don't ask for what you have to find

Many people rolling out to sea

Let loose those floodgates that have held you back so long



Chorus:

Oh lord, there ain't no end

Left in one thing you tried to kill



Now there's a station not so far away

I listen in most every single night

Why does that valley i can't cross

This soul has been misplaced in the desert it was lost



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(verse 1)



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