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Intro to The Desert Song. Painting the desert basin and range with exile. |
Credits: P. Board, D. Reed |
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One night's events that seek only to remind you that you can never change a thing in the past. Only move forward w/ loss at your back. |
Credits: P. Board, D. Reed |
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So lonely that being nailed into a coffin w/ a warm body is a better alternative than a life of solitude. Or is it? Too late now... |
Credits: P. Board, D. Reed |
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