Well there's a fire in the sky
  I can see the orange glow
  Behind the silhouette of the crosses
  That cast a shadow down below
  There?s an old man at the bus stop
  I see the sadness in his eyes
  And the tears they well up in them
  From the pain that?s filled his life
  
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  So I?ll meet you in the back room, and I?ll take you for my bride
  We?ll steal ourselves some new shoes and hitch ourselves a ride
  Just put your cash with my tobacco and put your smile with my knife
  We?ll cut our place in heaven and sleep beneath the stars tonight
  
  There?s a dark cloud on the mountain
  There?s lighting in the trees
  The floods will soon be coming
  To steal the ground beneath our feet
  No I don?t have an explanation
  For the burdens we all bear
  Or why one man holds his hand out
  And another doesn?t care
  
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