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alone? Am I all alone?
I'm winding it up

It's running back down
I'm winding it up
It's running back down
So take what you want

And leave what you
up the winding road 

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To Val's cabin 

 

About half-way to the mountain top

We'd pull off the road and come to a stop

By
So many years have gone by
Always strong, tried not to cry
Never felt like I needed any man
To comfort me in life
But I'm all made up today
A veil
as it gathers in a pool by your feet
You turn up the heat
Tossing and turning,  you cannot sleep
Quietly weep, you're in too deep

Five, four, three,
His four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made
They voted club the days commander
Gave him
Spirit me a game of stud
Stakes unscarred by limitation
Between a man named Gold and man named Mud

Club filled Gold with greedy vapors
Till his long,
Paralyzed by hatred and a piss ugly soul
If he murdered his father, he thought he'd become whole
While listening at night to an old radio
Where they
four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made

They voted club the days commander
Gave him an army
His four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three Kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made
They voted club the days commander
Gave him
Wishing well runs wet and dry
I wish for things i never had
Surrounds and wells up in my eyes
The screaming voice, it lies

Wishing well gets
one thing I want to say.."
[GPM] Uhh, Alamo, is you wit me?
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Stud Doogie, is you wit me?
"What
Something gets me as the spark goes across the ignition
Sprinkle shot ends on the new ten by tens and the rough spool
Four pressed in vain every
on a wild one, I got stitched 
Caught up in a fight 
I was dreaming, dreaming, oh I saw you last night 
(I got a) 4 by 8 on Riker's Yard 
8 to 15 I'm
and get'em up with these
[x4]
You don't really wanna fuck with me
We can do it in the street and get'em up with these [x8]
[x4]

My melody reeks, so mo
one thing I want to say.."
[GPM] Uhh, Alamo, is you wit me?
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Stud Doogie, is you wit me?
"What
if I'll ever try
To survive at court side
Four tickets to fly
Rap or play ball do the game
Or duck the drive by

Same league that defends
Be
if I'll ever try
To survive at court side
Four tickets to fly
Rap or play ball do the game
Or duck the drive by

Same league that defends
Be
seeing me
I think my heart is wrapped around
And tangled up in winding weeds

[Chorus]
But I don't wanna go on living
Being so afraid of showing
Early one morning at county line
The swells 4-6 approaching 9
The barrel of my life hit the Malibu Sky
A Golden State Pipe
Conchita was mine
Early one morning at county line
The swells 4-6 approaching 9
The barrel of my life hit the Malibu sky
A golden state pipe, Conchita was mine
Early one morning at county line
The swells 4-6 approaching 9
The barrel of my life hit the Malibu Sky
A Golden State Pipe - Conchita was mine
aspens quiver,
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Thro' the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot.
Four grey walls,
of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode
I'm Dashin all the meteor strikes
Keep the media dykes
Runnin' on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode
I'm dashin' all the media strikes, keep
early, 
In among the bearded barley 
Hear a song that echoes cheerly 
From the river winding clearly 

Down to tower'd Camelot; 

And by the moon