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a personal question?"

[Deckard:]
"sure"

[Rachel:]
"Have you ever retired a human, by mistake?"

[Deckard:]
"No" [Rachel:]
"but in your position
Keep Holding On
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha

[Rachel:]
You're not alone together we stand ill be by your side
She climbs up the stairs by the light of a candle 
Then the door with no handle is closing behind her again 
She places the light on a chair by
She climbs up the stairs by the light of a candle 
Then the door with no handle is closing behind her again 
She places the light on a chair by
Look what Jim Crow's done and gone
Went and changed his name
Don't know what he's going by these days
But he's still actin' the same
You can call
Rook, rook, read from your book
Who murders who and where is the treasure hid?
Crow, crow, spill all you know
Is that my name on the bell?
Rook, rook, read from your book
Who murders who and where is the treasure hid?
Crow, crow, spill all you know
Is that my name on the bell?
down in the bramble where I rambled in the spring
The bramble was wild I was torn by the briars
My love he wooed me as I lie there
With a flower in my
down in the bramble where I rambled in the spring
The bramble was wild I was torn by the briars
My love he wooed me as I lie there
With a flower in my
from a red Corvette
Lionel and Dave and the butcher made three
You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
With the strings
corvette
Lionel, Dave and the butcher made three
You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinny bone tree
With the strings of a washburn

Stretched
as
Purple shadows fall 
Silence broken by the lonesome
Cototes call on:

Blue Mesa 
Land of the Sioux and Crow
Blue Mesa
No matter where I go
You will
Corvette
Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three
Well, you got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
With the strings of a Washburn stretched
down in the bramble where I rambled in the spring
The bramble was wild I was torn by the briars
My love he wooed me as I lie there
With a flower in my
Rook, Rook Read from your book 
Who murders who and where is the treasure hid? 
Crow, Crow Spill all you know 
Is that my name on the bell?
from a red Corvette
Lionel and Dave and the butcher made three
You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
With the strings
down in the bramble where I rambled in the spring
The bramble was wild I was torn by the briars
My love he wooed me as I lie there
With a flower in my
down in the bramble where I rambled in the spring
The bramble was wild I was torn by the briars
My love he wooed me as I lie there
With a flower in my
party: mi have di Beretta
Calico, Smith and Wesson di Teckie
Little di mackiesworthy
Badman party: mi have Ginelle Janet
Geneva Rachel and Rochelle
His eyes were hazel --he worked for public radio and drove a Chevy truck.
His sister Rachel lived with a man who walked in circles getting nowhere
Fast.
It's dreamy weather we're on
You waved your crooked wand
Along an icy pond with a frozen moon
A murder of silhouette crows I saw
And the tears
lot
You taught me how to listen to these distant stations

Distant stations

I saw the sky break
I threw a rock at a crow who was playing in
No!
Like a ton of bricks now are you
Ready to be crushed
By the sledge of rock

By the sledge of rock (rock!)
I just can't seem to get enough
by on the shore 
Yes that's your spirit inside you just waiting 
It's time to move, now that much you must know 

Step outside and take a breath
In dark alleys in big swirls
She who dances with the crows
As they nest in her hair
Her halo only grows

She who dances with the crows
Her halo