THE LYRICAL JOSHUA TREE

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The city’s a flood and our love turns to rust
We’re beaten and blown by the wind – trampled in dust
I’ll show you a place high on a desert plain
Where the streets have no name
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I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire
I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of the devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone
But I still haven’t found what I’m looking for
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See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I wait for you
Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you
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Across the mud huts as the children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street
We take the staircase to the first floor
We turn the key and slowly unlock the door
A man breathes into a saxophone
And through the walls we hear the city groan
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And so she woke up
Woke up from where she was lying still
Said I got to do something about where we’re going
Step on a steam train
Step out of the driving rain
Maybe run from the darkness in the night
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The glass is cut – the bottle run dry
Our love runs cold in the caverns of the night
We’re wounded by fear – injured in doubt
I can lose myself – you I can’t live without
Yeah you keep me holding on
In Red Hill Town, see the lights go down
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Dream beneath the desert sky
The rivers run, but soon run dry
We need new dreams tonight
Desert rose
Dreamed I saw a desert rose
Dress torn in ribbons and in bows
Like a siren she calls to me
Sleep comes like a drug in God’s country
Sad eyes, crooked crosses in God’s country
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I was calling out
Still shaking – still in pain
You put me back together again
I was cold and you clothed me honey
I was down and you lifted me honey
Angel – angel or devil
I was thirsty and you wet my lips
You, I’m waiting for you
You, you set my desire
I trip through your wires
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We turn away to face the cold enduring chill
As the day begs the night for mercy, love
The sun so bright it leaves no shadows, only scars
Carved into stone on the face of earth
The moon is up and over One Tree Hill
We see the sun go down in your eyes
You run like a river to the sea
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He went deeper into black – deeper into white
He could see the stars shine like nails in the night
He felt the healing, healing, healing, healing hands of love
Like the star that is shining from above
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In the wind we hear their laughter
In the rain we see their tears
Hear their heartbeat

2APR13. Joshua Tree National Park, California

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