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• Artiste: Portnoy
• Titre: Dead End
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through the window i look at the sky see the dreary colour of your eyes you say “darling what the hell do you do“ “ran out of cigarettes get me some new“ the bartender does the best job he can saying “good morning“ to a honky tonk man but i must walk ‘till i reach the end i can feel my destiny so close at hand and i must walk ‘till i reach the end i can feel my destiny so close at hand i can feel my destiny he can read the smile i send my life is a highway with a dead end heavy raindrops hit my face as i cross the parking space the running engine of an empty car reality shatters like an old fruit jar i know this kind of silence talk to me please talk but i must walk ‘till i reach the end i can feel my destiny so close at hand and i must walk ‘till i reach the end i can feel my destiny so close at hand in a motel watching mtv a newspaper ad seeking for me dial your number imagine your face all the memories so easy to trace i hear your voice i have the choice you know this kind of silence you know this kind of silence but i must walk ‘till i reach the end i can feel my destiny so close at hand and i must walk ‘till i reach the end i can feel my destiny so close at hand i can feel and the sinking sun opens her golden gate no matter how fast i drive i’m always a little late a highway patrol tries to stop me the officer asking for my id and i go for my wallet like i would go for my gun