He will powder his guns
And if I try to get close
He is already gone
Don't know where he's going
Don't know where he's been
He is restless at night
He has horrible dreams
So we lay in the dark
'Cause we've got nothing to say
Just the beating of hearts like two drums in the grey
Don't know what we're doing
Don't know what we've done
But the fire is coming
So I think we should run
Won't leave my mind
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