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road song

from make tracks by The Crick

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at the end of the road we are thumb tacks on the map because every place we called home has been burnt to the ground
i left tonight on a southbound train with no ticket to ride but ill never say that I'm sorry i left cause i just couldn't stay and settle for less than what might be at the end of the road
don't see no point in coming back to this town if i take the next step it's met with fresh ground and i don't need to know no attachments no more i never knew a friend who hasn't settled the score at the end of the road
i stick my thumb out to the road headed for the salty air of the coast every familiar face is a ghost I'm not sure ill make it but I'm not sure i won't

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from make tracks, released June 12, 2014

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