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| The Highway |
| It's a white line highway to each his own I'll be going my way |
| In a hypnotic view to a place where I can review |
| the thrill of a ghost from the day light |
| a timeless model like me can't you see |
| it's the same as it will always be |
| you can't change the world over night |
| And nothing blooms from the blues |
| until you see the light |
| I say you can't change the world over night |
| and nothing blooms from the blues |
| until you see the light |
| Days gone by all the lies shuffle in my mind |
| collapse of the alibi |
| and your moment of truth comes reeking inside |
| you try as you may but coyote he ceases to play |
| for the role he has chosen why it's mischief laced in poison |
