What will you see
Beyond the lights
And nights
And dark
Where no voice goes,
It knows,
There is no light on the end of the road
Bitter bitter bitter
Let it drip till the burn turns
Cold
Let it fall till the road stones old
Driven over many times a go.
Let it go.
Let them know.
That you know, where to go, where you know
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