the Last Resort


‘Cause there is no new frontier…

We have got to make it here!

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You call some place paradise…

kiss it goodbye.’

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broken bits of a song…

every time I’ve heard it sung…

there is no admittance for my wrongs.

even in the midst of a rural confession

good time notions are interrupted by the footprints I have left on the ground

I am ignorant in the dirt… of any lesson

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