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Oh, the streets are cracked
There's glass everywhere
And the children stare
With a motherless eye
In arms of beauty
And on fields of war
Trapped in lament
From the poet's core
Oh, where
Oh, where will I be?
Oh, where
When that old trumpet sound
I met an Indian girl
In Ottawa
She said, "You'll be alright
When you wah wah"
Don't waste your breath
Don't waste your heart
Don't blister your heels
Walking in the dark
Oh, where
Oh, where will I be?
Oh, where
When that old trumpet sound
Yeah, I like the heat
Of your body laying under me
May your wild lip get you where you're going
With your inventions your intentions, your laughter
You're forever yearning
Oh, where, oh, where
When that old trumpet sound
Are you talking, filling the air, healing scars
On the way at the steel bars
Going down pure
Crawling in the cracks
Going all the way down
And coming all the way back
Oh, where, oh, where
Oh, where when that trumpet sound
Oh, where
Oh, where when that trumpet sound
Well, the heart opens wide
Like it's never seen love
And addiction stays
On tight like a glove
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, the streets are cracked
There's glass everywhere
And the children stare
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- Track 2 on Here Is What Is
- 1 Chest Of Drawers
- 3 Here Is What Is
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