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BUZZKILL

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Little Hope
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

In darkness since you left
In this town of little hope
The wind will always blow
The salt spray turns to snow
What I know about the rain
I know it's hope in vain
Neither one will ever end
Both remind me of the pain

On a walk out to the sea
I stand upon the rocks
I try to find the island
A vague shape out in the fog
No boats are out today
The chop is far too heavy
Behind me I see smoke
The smelters running hot

[instrumental]

The coal trains rumble by
They seem to never end
Gray ships always await
They load and go away
It is time to go to work
To stand close to the fire
To melt away the ice
But pain, it never tires

You now live on the island
You grew tired of this life
The life you had with me
Back when you were my wife
I am tired too, I want to follow you
But I die without the heat
It is the only thing 
that gets me through

[instrumental]

You now live on the island
You grew tired of this life
The life you had with me
Back when you were my wife
I am tired too, I want to follow you
But I die without the heat
It is the only thing 
that gets me through

[outro]




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