[Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1] Ten coaches roll into the dust Chrome windows turned to rust Hang on inside, they know they must Hanging on the greenbacked words In God we trust [Verse 2] No one knew if the spirit died All wrapped to go like Kentucky Fried Trying to read the flight of birds Low on fuel, getting low on words [Chorus] And she comes out like a white shadow She comes out like a white shadow [Verse 3] Each one drawn to empty spaces Outsiders, borderline cases Its hard to tell black from white When you wake up in the middle of the night [Verse 4] Weighed down by the absence of sound Broken now by the cry of a hound Looking for movement within the haze Light can be deceptive with her rays [Chorus] And she comes out like a white shadow And she comes out like a white shadow She comes out like a white shadow [Interlude] [Guitar Solo Robert Fripp] [Instrumental Outro]
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