Written by James - 2010
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In the fields,
there's a man
chasing the world with a hot steel brand
On the run,
the iron he stole,
will follow him on down a winding road
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I'm not running I'm just getting away
I'll step, just for a moment, out of the fray
with the wait pressing down, you can't carry over
but there's always something else,
to hold you on now
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On the shoreline,
I saw a girl,
spitting on shells till they looked like pearls
My dear sister,
will buy a dozen or so,
but she'll never wear them, so she'll never know
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I'm not running, I'm just getting away
I'll step, just for a moment, out of the fray
with the wait pressing down, you can't carry over
But there's always something else,
to hold you on now
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Round and round in fallen leaves,
with words sprung from the ground
Loop the triggers and find the brain,
but don't give up the sound
Here am I, above the lights, on a hunt for something strange but;
Nothing ever changes
Nothing ever changes
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Hold me brother,
I'm heading out of town
Montreal was built upon frozen ground