Theres a blackbird in the road up ahead A surefire sign of welcome death for me Dark wings, black future And theyll pick the meat clean from my hide Poke my eyes out, box me up And send me home my sunbleached bones If you cant learn to ignore the pain in your legs Learn to ignore the pain in your lungs And keep going on and going on to an end that isnt there Black asphalt stretches on for miles Built by prisoners working work crews But these roads dont ever go nowhere Round in circles, all dead ends No pot of gold or four leaf clover
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