Before Machines

You and I are climbing in a canyon
 Lightning struck it once before machines
 Holidays are nothing to these long yellow clouds
 Lying down like girls in magazines
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 Hiding out behind the swings and statues
 You're tired of running round and jumping rope
 Looking through the boards of back to school house
 Spitting on our hands we made a note
 It's a long, it's a long time coming
 It's a long, it's a long hard time
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 Came upon a kind man in this slow town
 He's general as a heartbeat in a crowd
 But I am growing lawless in his good arms
 Drawing blood and clawing my way out
 And I am out here spinning on a clothesline
 There's nothing now that moves me but the wind
 And I am crying, "come out here and find me
 Please come shake me down and bring me in"
 It's a long, it's a long time coming
 It's a long, it's a long hard time
 It's a long, it's a long time coming
 It's a long, it's a long hard time
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 And I believe the news has made me reckless
 I cannot keep from walking after dark
 I want to see the places that were mentioned
 To see a map of all the brightest stars
 And we can hang our banner on the hillside
 Yeah, we can touch the sun and turn the soil
 And we can own the oceans and the salt mines
 And look out on it all and still want more
 It's a long, it's a long time coming
 It's a long, it's a long hard time
 It's a long, it's a long time coming
 It's a long, it's a long hard time