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Caedmon's Call - The High Countries Lyrics

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  • A bus station, in the steam from the rain
  • In this line of pale strangers, should I go or stay?
  • The whole field of vision, fades beneath me now
  • And the houses spread for a million miles,
  • in this gray town
  • And the weight of glory, if you held it in your hand
  • It would pass right through you, so now's your chance
  • Would you fall to pieces
  • Would you fall to pieces
  • Would you fall to pieces
  • In the high countries?
  • We are just pilgrims of the great divorce
  • I am witness to the light and I am captive to my own remorse
  • And the weight of glory, if you held it in your hand
  • It would pass right through you, so now's your chance
  • You drink the cup to the bottom, but it burns in your hands
  • The cup was poured out on the Maker instead
  • Out on the green plains, I am but a ghost
  • Bound up with all that I call

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