* = hold 


[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
           
The whole town

       
 lined up outs

ide the tent
            
What those kid

              
s thought they

 
 saw-
              
Do you really 

       
want to rememb

er this?
           
Today, think o

           
f all the alie

            
n shots in the

      
 dark
              
That at one ti

              
me, all at onc

   
e, coexisted

           
   I mean asid

              
e from all the

  
 burning
           
   Hurry by th

              
e shanties bes

        
ide the road

            
Sunset on a ca

rt
             
Pulled home by

       
 a white horse
              
Conscience of 

             
the husband wa

             
s righteous an

  
d coarse
              
There must be 

  
a limit
           
If we only cir

cle around
              
There's no hur

      
ry in reaching

 it


[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]

Shirt bloodsta

ined
           
And yet it was

            
 not Abel but 

              
Cain who got t

  
o hear
              
The voice that

              
 for so long h

          
ad been a stra

nger
           
Not one word o

           
f all the time

            
 they spent gr

owing up broth

ers
             
Even love, yes

              
, even love, y

    
es, even love

Something to lose

           
    What if th

              
e details ther

       
e were suddenl

y shared?
           
    Tender mom

              
ents siblings 

     
keep secret

             
Sunset on a ti

             
me when no wor

            
ds could be sp

ared
             
Unknowing moth

             
er rocks soft 

       
in her chair
              
There must be 

  
a limit
         
This has happe

ned, this will

 happen
        
This is happen

ing


[Bridge]
            
Voice on the r

     
adio again
             
  Strange to b

             
e shaped by su

   
ch strange men
             
It's the hotte

         
st summer agai

n
             
Strange to be 

             
shaped by such

 
 strange men
            
But where will

              
 you go? Where

  
?


[Break]
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[Verse 3]

Where, where?
             
When you asked

            
 me that quest

             
ion it sounded

        
 like a joke
         
A rubber hand 

extended to sh

ake
           
Outside my kit

              
chen the sound

    
 of fists on t

he door
             
In the early m

orning light
            
A death so sma

            
ll and sentime

ntal
             
Daddy giving t

             
he middle fing

          
er to the Koda

k lens
              
When I saw her

 
 face she smil

ed
              
"I don't know 

           
why I saved it

          
 all this time

"


[Outro]
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(Repeat then f

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ade out)