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Violet Hour By A River
By a river The colours of the land Emerge before my eyes Soothing winds that blow my cares away Through the trees Call the priest, his wife, his friends, the police I had to run away Leave this all behind Close your eyes Wan goodbye, goodbye I didn't see the point Couldn't take the load Drift away Above me a new day's growing old Bound by the chains of a crippling debt Slipping through the dreads of a foolproof net Run away Far away Shaped by the laws of deception and greed Stamped and rejected I beg to be freed Lose the key Lose the key I had to run away Leave this all behind Close your eyes Wan goodbye, goodbye I didn't see the point Couldn't take the load Drift away Above me a new day's growing old By a river The colours of the land Emerge before my eyes Soothing winds that blow my cares away Through the trees
