Honey if you need to find me,
I'm swallowed by the mist.
The road is rushing like a river, it's gravel flood I can't resist.
Honey if you're waiting for me, and I'm captive to it's grasp.
Desolation's quiet whisper, my only partner on this trail.
'Cause we are doors that swing wide open, we know the devil's bloody fists.
The night was dark that never left me, and lead me longing true to this.
So go on empty out what's left there, stacked in the corners of your heart.
I'll melt away into the landscape; we'll let the distance do it's part.
'Cause we are doors that swing wide open, we know the devil's bloody fists.
The ocean took me with it's rapture, and lead me longing true to this.
Oh we are doors that swing wide open, we know the devils bloody fists.
The night was dark that never left me, and lead me longing true to this.
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