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Moves like a fist through the trafficAnger and no one can heal itShoves a little bump into the momentumIt's just a little lumpBut you feel itIn the creases and the shadowsWith a rattling deep emotionThe cool, cool riverSweeps the wild, white oceanYes boss. the government handshakeYes boss. the crusher of languageYes boss. mr. stillwater,The face at the edge of the banquetThe cool, the cool riverThe cool, the cool riverI believe in the futureI may live in my carMy radio tuned toThe voice of a starSong dogs barking at the break of dawnLightning pushes the edge of a thunderstormAnd these old hopes and fearsStill at my sideAnger and no one can heal itSlides through the metal detectorLives like a mole in a motelA slide in a slide projectorThe cool, cool riverSweeps the wild, white oceanThe rage of love turns inwardTo prayers of devotionAnd these prayers areThe constant road across the wildernessThese prayers areThese prayers are the memory of godThe memory of godAnd I believe in the futureWe shall suffer no moreMaybe not in my lifetimeBut in yours I feel sureSong dogs barking at the break of dawnLightning pushes the edges of a thunderstormAnd these streetsQuiet as a sleeping armySend their battered dreams to heaven, to heavenFor the mother's restless sonWho is a witness to, who is a warriorWho denies his urge to break and runWho says: hard times? I'm used to themThe speeding planet burnsI'm used to thatMy life's so common it disappearsAnd sometimes even musicCannot substitute for tears
Moves like a fist through the trafficAnger and no one can heal itShoves a little bump into the momentumIt's just a little lumpBut you feel itIn the creases and the shadowsWith a rattling deep emotionThe cool, cool riverSweeps the wild, white oceanYes boss. the government handshakeYes boss. the crusher of languageYes boss. mr. stillwater,The face at the edge of the banquetThe cool, the cool riverThe cool, the cool riverI believe in the futureI may live in my carMy radio tuned toThe voice of a starSong dogs barking at the break of dawnLightning pushes the edge of a thunderstormAnd these old hopes and fearsStill at my sideAnger and no one can heal itSlides through the metal detectorLives like a mole in a motelA slide in a slide projectorThe cool, cool riverSweeps the wild, white oceanThe rage of love turns inwardTo prayers of devotionAnd these prayers areThe constant road across the wildernessThese prayers areThese prayers are the memory of godThe memory of godAnd I believe in the futureWe shall suffer no moreMaybe not in my lifetimeBut in yours I feel sureSong dogs barking at the break of dawnLightning pushes the edges of a thunderstormAnd these streetsQuiet as a sleeping armySend their battered dreams to heaven, to heavenFor the mother's restless sonWho is a witness to, who is a warriorWho denies his urge to break and runWho says: hard times? I'm used to themThe speeding planet burnsI'm used to thatMy life's so common it disappearsAnd sometimes even musicCannot substitute for tears
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