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  1. Glufsa
    Heaven sent the promised land
    Looks alright from where I stand
    Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in
     
     
    Waiting on the first step
    Show me where the key is kept
    Point me down the right line because it's time
     
    To let me in from the cold
    Turn my lead into gold
    Cause there's a chill wind blowing in my soul
    And I think I'm growing old
     
    Flash the readies wots...uh,the deal
    Got to make to the next meal
    Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel.
     
    Mile after mile
    Stone after stone
    Just turn to speak but you're alone
    Million miles from home you're on your own
     
    So let me in from the cold
    Turn my lead into gold
    Cause there's chill wind blowing in my soul
    And I think I'm growing old
     
     
     
    Someone sent the promised land
    And I grabbed it with both hands
    Now I'm the man on the inside looking out
     
    HEAR ME SHOUT...
    Come on in
    What's the news, where ya been
    Cause there's no wind left in my soul
    And I've grown old
  2. Glufsa
    Da starter jeg denne bloggen på nytt og starter med dagens sangtekst:
     
     
     
    Train set and match spied under the blind
    Shiny and contoured the railway winds
    And I've heard the sound from my cousin's bed
    The hiss of the train at the railway head
     
    Always the summers are slipping away
     
    A 60 ton angel falls to the earth
    A pile of old metal, a radiant blur
    Scars in the country, the summer and her
     
    Always the summers are slipping away
    Find me a way for making it stay
     
    When I hear the engine pass
    I'm kissing you wide
    The hissing subsides
    I'm in luck
     
    When the evening reaches here
    You're tying me up
    I'm dying of love
    It's OK
     
    When I hear the engine pass
    I'm kissing you wide
    The hissing subsides
    I'm in luck
     
    When the evening reaches here
    You're tying me up
    I'm dying of love
    It's OK
     
    Always the summers are slipping away
    Find me a way for making it stay
     
    Always the summers are slipping away
    Always the summers are slipping away
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