Believing that I was restless, he drove me for hours across Texas. Lightning hit our dust as we climbed El Paso. And the thunder rolled as we passed Las Crucas. Is the phantom around? You cut your legs when you hit on the boarder and the breaks, where could it be that the stars are falling down. The light has come out of your eyes. You take your bread, but you won't take your wine. Is the phantom around? It's black as hell and wide as an angle. The water here is no place to die They call it black gold as it runs for your fingers and people die for a shadow. Is the phantom around?
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