this is the road that never ends
it doesn't curve it never bends
from where we came there is no return
nothing left but ashes in the wind
nothing left but ashes in the wind
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we walk the line that divides the land
it wasn't drawn it wasn't planned
from this point there is nowhere else to go
nothing moves but flashes in the night
nothing moves but flashes in the night
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this was a fairground not that long ago
a Ferris wheel and a proper show
their journey ended here on this barren hilltop
nothing left but shadows in the rain
nothing left but shadows in the rain
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and Venus cries in fear and shame
as she beholds what we became the fire leaps from the ocean to the sea
nothing moves but ghosts along the road
nothing moves but ghosts along the road