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short
I lost my mind
Sitting on a park bench
years away from fighting
to cut a long story short
I lost my mind
Standing in the dark
oh I was
I feel life passing me by
A little more each day
We don't act out our love
In that old sweet and simple way
The world's got problems baby
We've
short 
I lost my mind

Sitting on a park bench
Years away from fighting
To cut a long story short 
I lost my mind

Standing in the dark
Oh, I was
short 
I lost my mind

Sitting on a park bench
Years away from fighting
To cut a long story short 
I lost my mind

Standing in the dark
Oh, I was
In black and white, unspoken words
Sitting  by and as hard as stone
The terms of greed
one pact thats kept by thieves
Will live their part for
short 
I lost my mind

Sitting on a park bench
Years away from fighting
To cut a long story short 
I lost my mind

Standing in the dark
Oh, I was
on the run
The ones who hid by moving trains

Pretending destinations
Now fighting everyone she knows
And some imaginary foes
My campus bride for whom
"long live all the magic we made"
And bring on all the pretenders
I'm not afraid

Long live all the mountains we moved
I had the time of my life
Fighting
Sitting on the tracks, With the river rolling by, I got a lot of shit, Stuck on my mind, So I take it all out on my very best friend, You know it's
the mountains we moved
I had the time of my life
Fighting dragons with you
I was screaming, "long live the look on your face"
And bring on all the pretenders
the mountains we moved
I had the time of my life
Fighting dragons with you
I was screaming, "long live the look on your face"
And bring on all the pretenders
the mountains we moved
I had the time of my life
Fighting dragons with you
I was screaming, "long live the look on your face"
And bring on all the pretenders
Still consumed by the beefs, 
And I know there never be peace, 
That's why I keep my pistol when I walks the streets 
Cause there can never be peace
and the figures will come
Live by the gun and put my life on the line
Anybody can get left bullets right through your mind
and consider it done
The streets fathered me, so I'm considered its son
Keep it real stay sucker free and the figures will come
Live by the gun and put my life
exploding
Into space one by one.

Takes me to a distant place and time
This is not the first time I have pine.
Puts me in a distant state of mind,
This
that's been a-growin' for a hundred and fifty years

The town I live in, the street, the house, the room
The pavement of the city, or a garden all in
an old memory out of your mind  
But the heart never forgets. 

A face on a crowded street  
An old movie on T.V., 
A song on the radio 
Can bring it
hundred years
The town I live in
The street, the house, the room
The pavement of the city
Or the garden all in bloom
The church the school
than two hundred years

The town I live in
The street, the house, the room
The pavement of the city
Or the garden all in bloom

The church
destiny preordained
Trying to live righteous
Fighting for life, this my life
That's why I liked on my vices
Tightening the vices of truth on the roofless
hundred years
The town I live in
The street, the house, the room
The pavement of the city
Or the garden all in bloom
The church the school
What is America to me
A name, a map, or a flag I see
A certain word, democracy
What is America to me

The house I live in
A plot of Earth, a street
live in, the street, the house, the room
The pavement of the city, or a garden all in bloom
The church, the school, the clubhouse, the millions lights
[words & music by Thomas C. Hansen]

Riding down the valley of the Kings
I hear the song of a thousand years
Once you've seen the things that I have