"Rush of Cold Air" genre: Progressive Rock
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	CD: Shadow Box   Label: Independant Credits: Shadow Box
	Lyrics She's a rush of cold air And this red town's let her down August heat, 1983, She prays to her God,"Please deliver me." To her day is night, Where she waits for life. But the summer wind has come, And caught her in her winter chill. It knocks on her door. There will be no more T-Bar Or Vodka Dreams. She's a rush of cold air And this red town's let her down August heat, 1983, She prays to her God,"Please deliver me." Somewhere, oh, somewhere in America. She thought she'd find her. Inside she hears, "Pack your hopes quickly...quickly." She runs down the hall, out the screen door. Which way do I go? Where do I turn? Was this right? 100 more miles to Sheridan. We all go on a journey that leaves us better than before. Which way do I go? Where do I go? Was this right? 100 more miles to Sheridan. Somewhere, oh somewhere in America. America, America. She thought she'd try her. ..America. On our way across the country. On the county roads, to the highway, on the interstate is where we go. home.Take us home. Somewhere in the corners of my heart Somewhere in the corners of my heart Somewhere in the corners of my heart Somewhere in the corners of my heart Please. Deliver Me. Please. Deliver me. She's a rush of cold air.

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