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El Sol
The sun is gone, and that's all I really know
No angels in the air
With hearts as good as gold
The closer you stand to the gates
The more the gates are closed
These darkened days
Make somebody's hunger and thirst
The blessed burns the sun
He's throwin' shadows on the earth
The shadow you find at the gate
And all the gates are closed
Oh yeah
Anytime you find your race is run
Felt much colder standin' in the sun
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
Felt much older than I really was
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
The sun is gone, yeah that's all I really know
No angels in the air
With hearts as good as gold
The closer you stand to the gates
The more the gates are closed
Anytime you find your race is run
Felt much colder standin' in the sun
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
Felt much older than I really was
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
Felt much older standin' in the sun'
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
Anytime you find your race is run
Felt much colder standin' in the sun
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
Felt much older than I really was
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
Felt much older standin' in the sun'
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
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Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
Felt much older standin' in the sun'
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
Felt much older than I really was
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
Felt much colder standin' in the sun
Anytime you find your race is run
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
Felt much older standin' in the sun'
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
Felt much older than I really was
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
Felt much colder standin' in the sun
Anytime you find your race is run
The more the gates are closed
The closer you stand to the gates
With hearts as good as gold
No angels in the air
The sun is gone, yeah that's all I really know
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
Felt much older than I really was
Waitin' for some warmth and comin' down
Felt much colder standin' in the sun
Anytime you find your race is run
Oh yeah
And all the gates are closed
The shadow you find at the gate
He's throwin' shadows on the earth
The blessed burns the sun
Make somebody's hunger and thirst
These darkened days
The more the gates are closed
The closer you stand to the gates
With hearts as good as gold
No angels in the air
The sun is gone, and that's all I really know
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| EEl SSol |
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| lE oSl |
| sl zol |
| sEl zSol |
| Esl Szol |
| 3l wol |
| 3El wSol |
| E3l Swol |
| fl dol |
| fEl dSol |
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| Efl Sdol |
| rl eol |
| rEl eSol |
| Erl Seol |
| 4l xol |
| 4El xSol |
| E4l Sxol |
| dl aol |
| dEl aSol |
| Edl Saol |
| wl Sool |
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| wEl Sl |
| Ewl Slo |
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