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You Emiknow he got the cure...but then he went astray, He Cused to stay awake to drive the Gdreams he had awayHe Emiwanted to believe in the Chands of Glove...
His head it felt heavy as he cut across the land A dog started crying like a broken hearted man At the howling wind... the howling wind He went deeper into black, deeper into white... he could see the stars shine like nails in the night He felt the healing, healing, healing, healing hands of love Like the stars shiny, shiny... from above. He put his hands in the pocket, his finger on the steel The pistol weighed heavy, his heart he could feel Was beating, beating, beating, beating oh my love Oh my love, oh my love, oh my love. (He saw the hands that build could also pull down.... The hands of love)