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High, above the Sierra Nevada mountains,
the sun hangs low over honest Minca plantations.
I lost myself, lost the man I thought I was,
to fickle truth, subtle lies;
I saw the end with my own eyes.
I fell hard and fast like a canon,
into your bed and arms in the mountains.
The truth my dear, is I was always something
to lose yourself in only for a moment.
I fell hard and fast like a canon,
into your bed and arms in the mountains.
The truth my dear, is I was always something
to lose yourself in only for a moment.
High, above the Sierra Nevada mountains.
How could true words sounds so hollow?
Let me follow into blue ruin & into the unknown.
Lush trees, dusty roads; I'll suffer quietly.
Let love blind me, lost to blue ruin & into the unknown.
Now I feel your claws like a lion,
devouring all that I am.
The truth my dear, is I am only one man
to self destruct in only ways that I can.
High, above the Sierra Nevada mountains.
the sun hangs low over honest Minca plantations.
I lost myself, lost the man I thought I was...
High, above the Sierra Nevada mountains.