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Paroles
There's a destination, I've got a ways to go
There's a revelation that I might never know
Somewhere, salvation is waiting down the road
So, I think I'll find a long white line
Curse the world and leave it all behind
I been trying all this time
But still can't climb the mountains of my mind
There's a testimony, that no one's ever heard
There's circumstances that none of us deserves
No rhyme or reason waiting 'round the curve
Think I'll find a long white line
Curse the world and leave it all behind
I been trying all this time
But still can't climb the mountains of my mind
There's an empty table with a well-worn wooden chair
Just waiting for me in the middle of nowhere
Where no one knows me, and no one even cares
I think I'll find a long white line
Curse the world and leave it all behind
I been trying all this time
But still can't climb the mountains of my mind
Yes, I been trying all this time
But still can't climb the mountains of my mind
Don't worry, I'll be fine
But I still can't climb the mountains of my mind
Writer(s): Christopher Alvin Stapleton
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