Lyrics The Constantines

The Constantines

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There's no short cut

And no straight line

How am i to find the sleeping country?

Ghost horse in my head keeping time

Wandering lines

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Hot dice keep rolling

Try to lose our nothin'

Now familiar, now forgotten

To get the prize

Forget the song

We're here and gone

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I had that vision, brother

The one about you, brother

We did ride, ride on the shining path together

The black angel

I was on his side

Burn our deep river

Looking into the night

No vacancy

So long

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Hell and gone