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Alone just a drone I'm sitting The clock seems too slow it's ticking Waiting for you to come The daytime seems to enslave me At night time you always compensate me For what goes wrong Come in swap...

It's a long drive south on 35 The sun has bleached out the sky Texas stretched wide I'm swallowed inside And this trip has just begun I know someone is waiting for me Still where the winter wind blows...