Out Among the Stars

(início)

Verse 1:
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It's midnight at a liquor store in Texas.
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Beneath the neon, close up's just begun.
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When a boy walks in the door and points a pistol.
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He can't find a job, but man, he's found a gun.
Verse 2:
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But a change of heart before there's confrontation.
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Let's the old man live and run out in the street.
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But he knows that soon they'll come with guns a blazing.
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And already he can feel a great relief.
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Oh how many travlers get weary,
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Bearing both their burdens and their scars,
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Don't you think they'd love to stop complaining,
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and fly like eagles out among the stars.

Verse 3:
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He pictures the arrival of the cruisers.
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Sees that old familiar anger in their eyes.
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He knows that when they're shooting at this loser,
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They'll be aiming at the deamons in their lives.
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Oh how many travlers get weary,
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Bearing both their burdens and their scars,
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Don't you think they'd love to stop complaining,
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and fly like eagles out among the stars.

Verse 4:
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The evening news it carries all the details.
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He dies in every living room in town.
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And in his home a bottle's thrown in anger.
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And his father cries, "We'll never live this down."
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F                         Bb
Oh how many travlers get weary,
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Bearing both their burdens and their scars,
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Don't you think they'd love to stop complaining,
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and fly like eagles out among the stars.

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Oh-Oh, and fly like eagles out among the stars.