Outdoor open air becomes me
Pass that broken luck right by
The view from here is mighty clear
But the haze of dust is hanging high
And I can't see the mystery that
tricks me every night
It's a mistake and I know it
I'm half awake and all asleep
A minor set of shakes
Honest eyes don't last long
Just give me more than gravel to chew on
Despite the doors make sure I get through one
Let me loose from calling after ghosts
Who coast right by with couples in doubles
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