outside we wait 'til face turns blue.
i know the nervous walking, i know the dirty beard hangs.
out by the box car waiting, take me away to nowhere plains, there is a wait so long.
big shake on the box car moving, big shake to the land that's falling down
is a wind makes a palm stop blowing, a big, big stone fall and break my crown.
there is a wait so long, you'll never wait so long.
here comes your hero :)
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