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Album: River House
How did we get here,
when did we decide,
we were better off starving than swallowing our pride?
You had to come so far down, to look me in the eye.
Black mountain,
I wish I could, see you running free and young, through those woods.
Black mountain, is there still time, to make amends,
to hold your hand in mine?
Now that I'm older, I see my fingerprints,
on half of the shovels,
that dug us into this.
How much love's it gonna take,
to cover up these sins?
Well if we can't go back and change what has been said,
maybe we can find a better way ahead.
Oh, I know that there's still time, and there's still hope,
there's still an us, no matter what we might have done,
I'll meet you on
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