Havalina Rail Co. the lovesick blues of a young soviet proletariat

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Keep my feet in the sky
On the ground, in my hands
And my eyes on the ground that holds me
I never try and wonder why
When they say it just won't fly
I've learned that it's good they control me
An empty path from here to home
I guess I feel I'm all alone
To crush the tundra to the bone
Of sick sadness
And when I see a dying tree
It's just another way to be
So distant from the places that you find me
When I'm walking through the stars
Inside of cancer-eaten bars
I see the nature of the night is to embrace you
I guess it's just another day
And love is just another way
To separate my mind
To try and find time
To negate the empty light where I can find you
Where can I find you?

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