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 The night is growing 
 From somewhere  within
 It shelters  an ark
 That always takes you 
 
  barmaid walks on over
  pours another round
 For a lost soul at the 
 Who prays  never found
 
 And  mind goes numb
  it's feeling no pain
  the soul cries out
 For a handful of 
 
 Wash your women
 In your Whiskey
 When your future's
 In the past
 And your staring
 Up at heaven
 From the bottom
 Of a glass
  you need some insulation
 From the years 
 Had and lost
 And you  the perspiration
 As you're adding  the cost
 
 And the night rolls 
  a slow moving train
 And  soul cries out
 
 There's a land  the living
 There's a land beyond  dead
 If it's true that  forgiving
 Of the lives that we had 
 In the distance there's a 
  the air is thick and warm
 And the patrons  with wonder
 The approaching of  storm
 
 And the  rolls on
 Like a slow moving 
 And the  cries out
 For a  of rain
 
 There's an  man in the corner
 And  smoking all the time
 An the smoke is  upward and it's
 Twisting in my
 Twisting in my
 Mind
 In my mind
 
 The  getting deeper
 And I use it like a 
  a blues man in the distance and he's
 Lost inside his
 Note
 His note
 
  night is growing dark
 From somewhere  within
 It shelters like an 
 That  takes you in
 
 And the night  on
 Like a slow  train
 And  soul cries out
 For  handful of rain