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• Artiste: Rush
• Titre: Workin' Them Angels
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Driving away to the east, and into the past History receeds in my rear-view mirror Carried on a wave of music down a desert road Memory drumming at the heart of a factory town Diving down into the wreck, searching for treasure Skeletons and ghosts among the scattered diamonds Buried with the songs and stories of a restless life Memory drumming at the heart of a moving picture All my life I've been workin' them angels overtime Riding and driving and working So close to the edge Workin' them angels Workin' them angels Workin' them angels Overtime Memory drumming at the heart of an English winter Memory drumming at the heart of an English winter Filling my spirit with the wildest wish to fly Taking the high road, into the Range of Light Driving down the razor's edge between past and future I turn up the music and smile, eyes on the road ahead Carried on the songs and stories of vanished times Memory drumming at the heart of an African village All this time I've been living like there's no tomorrow Running and jumping and flying With my imaginary net Workin' them angels Workin' them angels Workin' them angels Overtime Riding through the Range of Light to the wounded city Taking the high road Into the Range of Light Taking the high road Into the Range of Light [Repeat to fade]