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It's gotta be, it has to be

Went to wanderin' Nordhbridge way out on the railroad

All the scrapbooks built together stuck with glue
You say which way, which way

Through the night air your proud time is open
To wander past your window in the nighttime 'cross the floor
In the evening just before the Sunday six-bells chime
All the dogs are barkin' way down below
Go well against the pointed idle breeze

And the sky comes down kaleidoscope

Go ahead and do it one more time, baby
Way across the country where the hillside mountains glide

Down the road so dark and narrow
That's alright, we've gotten hip to it
For the freedom of it

Together all the tipping trucks will unload

And he's right on time, right on time
And you breathe in out, in out
Oh child, to never wonder why
And way out on the highway
Everything's alright
To never, never, never, never wonder why
Past the footlights of the brazen silence easy
How does it get you when it gets you, when it gets ya
Goin' to do it right now, behind you, beside you, beside you
Across the crystal pavements
And you take the night air through your nostrils
You're satisfied I guess, you're way up

Open and just hold the lantern in the doorway
The dynamo of your smile caressed the barefoot virgin child

Crying as ecstasy surrounds you
And you wander away from your hillside retreated view
Oh child, to never wonder why
And I'll stand beside you, beside you
And I'll point a finger at you, point a finger at you
To never, never, never, never wonder why at all
In the night you cry and you want spirits to tell you
You may not know it's got you until you turn around
And you breathe just like that, just like that
That's why Broken Arrow waved his finger