Oh come look at the burning
Oh come look at the burning
Changes in the turning
Watching the sun go down
Hundred birds up on the highline
Hundred birds up on the highline
All fly away at the same time
Watching the sun go down
Wheel him out into the daylight
Wheel him out into the daylight
Skin and bones all dressed in white
Watching the sun go down
Long as I can remember
Long as I can remember
Been a cold December
Watching the sun go down
Black branches tangle the blue sky
Black branches tangle the blue sky
Wrinkled face and a glass of rye
Watching the sun go down
O come look at the burning
O come look at the burning
Changes in in the turning
Watching the sun go down
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