Intro
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[Verse]
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Well, I ain't around much, I program my name into the air,
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I assure the crow in the morning, You are my favorite son,
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I'm not your favorite son, The sacred question shall burn into your brain,
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But when the wind blows black, grief upon thy face,
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You shall mutter my, my name, and then regain,
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The composure,
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Of the man that I love, And you'll climb with your son,
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Up on the ragged mountain's path, Oh it's a beggars dusty train,
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And sleep on boulder beds, Quell your own damned wrath,
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And think of ways to trade your name, You light a fire for the girls, light a fire for the girls
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Singing "Sharpen your knife"
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And tell 'em tales from your wicked life, Tell 'em that the march of that face,
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Searching to the greater m-man, And the only way to love,
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Is to take me in, My voice is everywhere,
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My voice is no, no where, My voice is in the air,
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That's what I wanted to hear, That's why I now stay your hand,
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You may return to your families, You may never understand, you may never understand,
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That I just wanted to hear, oh-oh-oh,
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The sound, oh the sound, Of their father,
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Saying goodbye, Whoa-oh-oh