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    All the time you were keeping me straight I was bleeding powers

    In my mind it was never too late, and the days were hours

    And sure the waves still make spray at the old sea wall...

    And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door

    And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door

    Let's go down to the old South End, where we used to meet

    Take me back to the basements and alleys on Walbridge Street

    Ah, but it'll only make me sadder when I can't conjure ghosts no more

    And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door

    And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door

    All the time you've spent working away, well you've done more than your part

    All the times you only wanted your say, not their slings and darts

    And still you couldn't let them drown in their own hate no more

    And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door

    And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door

    And you still see people waiting for the next excuse for war

    And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door

    And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door

    And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door

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