the road has been long girl
lets rest now
shall we?
i mean, can we?
really?
girl, i know, sometimes we don't wanna
but it took so long to get here
so much hard work
so many sleepless nights
endless thinking
endless breathing
can we sit back and let them do the rest
let the work speak for itself
aloud
last year i should have cried
but i saved my tears
this year the tears have no fear
and have no place the emptiness has been replaced
by wind or by train the work was not for naught
it was who we are who we were who we wooed
how we lived by the night
the dark candle light dim bar shy boys wanting our girls oh girl
we could be a part of so many worlds
with your hair pinned back like a career girl so smart girl we can be so many things
tight skirt to your knees, we left so many on their knees
begging for just another piece
we've come so far girl
all these miles beneath these high heels
and i don't know how i keep going girl
i must be made of steel
for the road was long and rough and hard
and as i look into the distance
the continued movement of my cars
flight and movement
of my world
as dust sits in my bedroom
so many things we will do girl
so take this moment of stillness in your arms
and don't let it fool you
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