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Truman Sinclair
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I feel a good moon rising
Sick and tired from a flight
No darkness on my mind I hang it all on the light
My band broke down in Austin
Throwing ashes on the floor
Drunken acts of violence while I'm singing through the door
I saw you on the balcony when I told you I was gone
Talking to my ghost I hope he's singing you his song
The grass is green so I've got to get along
Every time I see the sun I'm scared I'm doing wrong
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I feel a good moon rising
Sick and tired from a flight
Come back down to canyon lake
A day without a night
I saw you on the balcony when I told you I was gone
Talking to my ghost I hope he's singing you his song
The grass is green so I've got to get along
Every time I see the sun I'm scared I'm doing wrong
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