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The Ghost of Lincoln
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Zane Williams
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Ashes of a star Swirlin' in our veins I think of all the history come before and mysteries accounted for And many more that we still can't explain As we sit out by the garden where the humming birds are fightin' over flowers So you read the news Everything that's goin' wrong Started out your mornin' with a warnin' 'bout the thunderclouds formin' and which side we should be on But when I look at the world, I don't see sides, I see facets of a giant cosmic disco ball And I see us all Flyin' down the mountainside, smell the brakes burnin' Tell the ghost of Lincoln hе can drive Spinnin' in a wheel within a wheel that's always turnin' Learnin' what it means to bе alive Ripples spreadin' out Dancers in a line Older than we've ever been, we'll never be this young again Never know when we'll run out of time As we race along the razor's edge and look over the window ledge At canyons of hope and misery Won't you come with me and go Flyin' down the mountainside? Smell the brakes burnin' Tell the ghost of Lincoln he can drive Spinnin' in a wheel within a wheel that's always turnin' Learnin' what it means to be alive Let's go flyin' down the mountainside, smell the brakes burnin' Tell the ghost of Lincoln he can drive Spinnin' in a wheel within a wheel that's always turnin' Learnin' what it means to be alive We'll go flyin' down the mountainside, smell the brakes burnin' Spinnin' in a wheel within a wheel that's always turnin' Flyin' down the mountainside, smell the brakes burnin' Spinnin' in a wheel within a wheel that's always turnin'
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