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The Pull
Summertime came too soon
Summers in Kansas often do
And the air was still
I felt the pull
I recall the heat rising from the ground in a way
And I knew I was the first to pass this way
I believe I stepped across some line
Or I stumble through the doorway to space and time
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine
Never remembers his name
I always feel so alone
Wherever I am I feel the pull
And the life I've left behind the pull
And in case I have no future I've got the past
There's no telling just how long this play will last
I believe I step across some line
Or I stumble through the doorway to space and time
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine
Never remembers his name
Never remembers
I'm down, walking through a storm
I hear a voice inside crying
It calls my name like a judge accusing
Black robe hanging down
Oh, don't forget be brave about your love
When I walk across the monkey moon
Anger flashes in my eyes
I don't know what I'm doing
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine
Never remembers his name
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine
Never remembers his name
Never remembers his name
I never remember my name
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I never remember my name
Never remembers his name
Never remembers his name
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine
Never remembers his name
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine
I don't know what I'm doing
Anger flashes in my eyes
When I walk across the monkey moon
Oh, don't forget be brave about your love
Black robe hanging down
It calls my name like a judge accusing
I hear a voice inside crying
I'm down, walking through a storm
Never remembers
Never remembers his name
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine
Or I stumble through the doorway to space and time
I believe I step across some line
There's no telling just how long this play will last
And in case I have no future I've got the past
And the life I've left behind the pull
Wherever I am I feel the pull
I always feel so alone
Never remembers his name
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine
Or I stumble through the doorway to space and time
I believe I stepped across some line
And I knew I was the first to pass this way
I recall the heat rising from the ground in a way
I felt the pull
And the air was still
Summers in Kansas often do
Summertime came too soon
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