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Minutemen
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Plight
His face is young His hands are old The past is empty Blind and cold
All the sweat On his back Grabs the dirt It stains his shirt
Push all day He rests at night Do some hobbies Drink to forget
A ton of sand at my feet 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Each a speck in a space All collecting in a mass Pressure changing its shape Its direction, its purpose
As the sea tears it away from the land More is pushed back Each different Each separate
All has changed and nothing has changed When the momentum stops, the machine will die For some reason we're not alone
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