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Walking down Main Street
getting to know the concrete
Looking for a purpose
from a neon sign
I would meet you anywhere
the western sun meets the air
We'll hit the road
never looking behind

Can you deny
there's nothing greater
nothing more than
the travelling hands of time
St. Genevieve can hold back the water
Saints dont bother
with the tear stained eye

Seeing traces
of the stars that came before
Hitting the pavement
still asking for more
When the hours don't move along
worn out wood and familiar songs
To hear your voice is not enough
It's more than a shame

Can you deny
there's nothing greater
nothing more than
the travelling hands of time
St. Genevieve can hold back the water
Saints dont bother
with the tear stained eye

Like a man said
rode hard and put away wet
Throw away the bad news
Just put it to rest
If learning is living
and the truth is a state of mind
you'll find it's better
at the end of the line

Can you deny
there's nothing greater
nothing more than
the travelling hands of time
St. Genevieve can hold back the water
Saints dont bother
with the tear stained eye
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