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Em
Gilbert works alone, late into the night
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Dangling from a freeway overpass
Em
He’s welding rebar and sculpting concrete
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They’re paving in the gap way out west
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Off in the distance the sleeping city shines
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Raises his mask to take a look
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Slips from the perch still holding onto his torch
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I see him falling just like a burning star

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Out of control mmmmmm mmmmmm
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And heading way of course mmmmmmm mmmmmm

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Waking up confused in a bed of thorn
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And a world turn upside down
Em
No questionasked no party ever surched 
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Like a blip Gilbert slips into the void
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A rustle nearby and vision appears
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Made from saquaro boots and rib
Dm
She takes ahold of his prickly hand
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And together they stand

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Walk on through the ruins of a world 

That lost control...
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