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left me here inside my head, inside this place,
inside disgrace, all alone, and i can't hide
living like a drifter, floating in the moment,
with no explanation for this life
left me with an avalanche,
impending doom above my head,
and here i am in amazement
broken branches, fallen trees,
tells us all what's to be,
all the silence and snow in the air
it's the calm of the land, it's the lonesome call of winter
it's the fires that brew in the night during solstice
it's the thing that you do that's considered fair justice
it's the love that you give, it's the love that you give
lying in a liar's den,
no telling what could have been,
it's 20 more miles left on the road
feeling out of season,
out of time, and out of reason,
i've only got you left to hold
it's the calm of the land, it's the lonesome call of winter
it's the fires that brew in the night during solstice
it's the thing that you do that's considered fair justice
it's the love that you give, it's the love that you give
