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40 Years In The WildernessForty years in the wilderness getting to know the beastsProjected and reflected on the greatest and the least Forty years of days and nights - angels hovering near Kept me moving forward though the way was far from clean And they said Take up your load Run south to the road Turn to the setting sun Sun going down Got to cover some ground Before everything comes undone Take up your load Run south to the road Turn to the setting sun Sun going down Got to cover some ground Before everything comes undone Comes undone Forty years in the wilderness dancing with the flies Dazzled by the visions rolling out before my eyes Angel-made graffiti, demons in disguise You could trade away your birthright for another day's supplies Or you could Take up your load Run south to the road Turn to the setting sun Sun going down Got to cover some ground Before everything comes undone Take up your load Run south to the road Turn to the setting sun Sun going down Got to cover some ground Before everything comes undone Comes undone Rising with the height of land, falling with the crowd Spirits in the scouring wind called my name out loud Said you could go to heaven, you could go to hell You could hang out in between in the place you know so well Or you could Take up your load Run south to the road Turn to the setting sun Sun going down Got to cover some ground Before everything comes undone Take up your load Run south to the road Turn to the setting sun Sun going down Got to cover some ground Before everything comes undone Comes undone |