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trains shunting down by the river I remember windy town Every time the cold wind blows Every time I hear the sound East coast cross winds on the cold wet
the show Leaving his caravan behind It was parked out on the south east ridge And as the company crossed the bridge With the first rain filling the bone dry river
that river? How deep is that river? Yes I don't wanna know if it has a name I don't need to know how to cross it yet Before I get my spirit wet I just
. the monitor milo always on the mix. The capitalistic unrealistic move with tie. Pitch in style step with tie rep and rec. Flip to the vibe I bet girls river Wet
hear that sound East coast cross winds on the cold wet stone I remember windy town The freezing corners and the empty streets The burning passion and the cold wet
shoal Prayed for your poor soul Sky was a bread roll, soaking in a milk-bowl And when the bread broke, fell in bricks of wet smoke My sleeping heart
the show Leaving his caravan behind It was parked out on the south east ridge And as the company crossed the bridge With the first rain filling the bone-dry river
that sound The east coast cross winds on the cold wet stone I remember windy town The freezing corners and the empty streets The burning passion and the cold wet
the world And around again Up and down On that gravy train (2) Everytime the cold wind blows Everytime I hear the sound East coast crosswinds On the cold wet
shoal Prayed for your poor soul Sky was a bread roll, soaking in a milk-bowl And when the bread broke, fell in bricks of wet smoke My sleeping heart woke