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Letter To Bowie Knife lyrics

Everyday on my way home
The clouds would break and the angels
Would sing their refrain

This world s an ungodly place
Strangled by vines unchaste
So with my shining blade of steel
I would cut a path wide

Dipped in the ink of the fight
Written clean through the night
Mark my words upon the front page
To set my world straight


It s too late, it s too late
It s too late, it s too late
Just like I found it, my world is split
Right down the spine

Years bled dry now ripe for a reckoning
My blade s back slash beckoning
Slice my wounds and I make the sign one more time

Come on. come on. come home. come home
Yeah it s too late, it s too late
It s too late, to refrain...refrain...refrain...

Did those angels ever sing?
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