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The country I was born in it has honeysuckle air

The scented breeze caresses girls with haybale-yellow hair

The satisfied and misty-eyed make sport and merry there

I will meet you at the border in the morning

The land I left is full of love and radiant in spring

The songs are sweet and solemn there and everyone can sing

I could have bought you roses, could have bought you anything

I will meet you at the border in the morning

The country I was born in it created me compelled

But all reason is retrospective love, I just rebel

Hang heaven, we can build a better war for us in Hell

I’ll meet you at the border in the morning

I’ve loved you like a clinging fist above the clawing sea

I’ve cut you with a whip barbed with a thousand cruelties

I‘m sorry that I met you and I’m begging darling please

Come meet me at the border in the morning

And oh this world’s got nothing in it

No, No, No

And oh this world’s got nothing in it

No, No, No

Your eyes are bright like polished jewels and they cry like razored skin

I would see your will erased, transfigured into sin

I would rip you into pieces and rebuild you from within

I will meet you at the border in the morning

Sing poets and sing singers at the altar of the straight

Of better days, happy fields, other shit we hate

Let’s go into the darkness love and close our eyes and wait

We are heading for the border in the morning

We are heading for the border in the morning

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