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You can drive up from the ocean and the road curves hard and steep

The oak trees disappering as the houses start to creep

Up the sweeping fields of sourgrass, the sagebrush stay aloof

They’re carried to these sacred hills on leather boots and hooves

And what will you tell the young men who are quietly conversing

The sun sinking low on the images they are commonly nursing?

There’s no discussing consequence; the hammer on your thumb

And not about destinations, but where we come from

If we died tonight, my lover

There could never be another night like tonight

'Cause the world you’ve spent this life preparing for

Doesn’t even exist behind my eyes

In the darkness at the end, sister, I’ll kiss your golden hair

I’ll hold the gate and watch you dance into the crystal air

And I’ll just disappear…

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