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 I  the map and draw a straight line
 Over rivers,  and state lines
 The distance from 'A'  where you'd be
 It's only finger-lengths  that I see
 I touch the  where I'd find your face
 My finger in creases  distant dark places
 
 I hang my coat up in  first bar
 There  no peace that I've found so far
 The laughter penetrates  silence
 As  men find flaws in science
 
 Their words  noises
 Ghosts with  voices
 Your  in my memory
 Are like  to me
 
  miles from where you are,
 I lay down on the  ground
 I, I pray that something picks me 
 And sets me down  your warm arms
 
 After I  travelled so far
 We'd set the fire to the  bar
 We'd  each other like an island
 Until  close our eyelids
  dreaming, pick up from
  last place we left off
 Your soft skin  weeping
 A joy  can't keep in
 
 I'm miles from where  are,
 I lay  on the cold ground
 And I, I pray  something picks me up
 and sets  down in your warm arms
 
 I'm miles from  you are,
 I lay  on the cold ground
 and I, I pray that something picks  up
 and sets me  in your warm arms