
I can sense departure in the air
Now it's only the past that we share
Divided at a parting of the road
Where I could ride on or lighten the load
I've been dreaming of a town
Where the lost and found
And wrong way round are bound
For departure
I've been comfortably numb
But a change is gonna come
Like a storm
Mt. Desolation
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