Baby I got a confession
I gotta see the light
Light on the Earth from an angle
Higher than Euro skies
Fly over mountains East to West
We’ll never see the night
Circle the world all day after day
Never ending goodbye
Pack it up, Pack it in, it’s time to break the cycle
Sunspot skating on your eyes
Heal my mind one last time
Temperature’s falling faster
Sign of a solstice crime
You call the Arctic winter
How do you deal with the night?
And I got another confession
I’m not a finish guy
I’m an American warrior
Fighting a ghost that lives inside
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