Caravan

Pour the petrol can around this caravan
 And watch the flames take all you own
 There's a girl who understands
 Like the back of her two hands
 She's all you need to know
 'Cause you search for years, but you lose everything you find
 There's braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind
 There's heaven for the cruel, but the devil waits for the kind
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 And you follow the blackbird home through the early winter snow
 Your footprints track you through the grass
 And you ache just to smell her clothes
 And her cooking down on the stove
 You see her face in everyone you pass
 'Cause you search for years, but you lose everything you find
 There's braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind
 There's heaven for the cruel, but the devil waits for the kind
 And you walk down to her window
 And press your face against the glass
 Only to find that she is happy in his arms
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 'Cause you search for years, but you lose everything you find
 There's braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind
 There's heaven for the cruel, but the devil waits for the kind