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The Horn The Hunt
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Old Town Cow
High in the moors beyond the hum Of telephones and powerstations I dig a hole to find the sky To find the man I'll wrap him in skin and hide Red is the flame I paint inside his shadow We look for grey, we look for white The bleakest landscape here
Those eyes of the North Atlantic Break the ice with a mighty stare
I've been you arm, I've been your barn And I'll be your farm with good transport Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And when you blink to see right in Behind the figures from your schoolyard They'll watch your feet tip-toe around Their broken hearts tossed in the traffic And in the wind I'll sing along I'll pull the old town cow in
No one is coming I will cleave the light on just so you can stay awake Stay awake, stay awake
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