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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The skies were pure and the fields were green<br> And the sun was brighter than it's ever been<br> When I grew up with my best friend Kenny<br> We were close as any brothers than you ever knew</div><div> </div><div>It was always summer and the future called<br> We were ready for adventures and we wanted them all<br> And there was so much left to dream and so much time to make it real</div><div> </div><div>But I can still recall the sting of all the tears when he was gone<br> They said he crashed and burned<br> I know I'll never learn why any boy should die so young</div><div> </div><div>We were racing, we were soldiers of fortune<br> We got in trouble but we sure got around<br> There are times I think I see him peeling out of the dark<br> I think he's right behind me now and he's gaining ground</div><div> </div><div>But it was long ago and it was far away, oh God it seems so very far<br> And if life is just a highway, then the soul is just a car<br> And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are<br> And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are<br> And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are<br> And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are</div><div> </div><div>And when the sun descended and the night arose<br> I heard my father cursing everyone he knows<br> He was dangerous and drunk and defeated<br> And corroded by failure and envy and hate</div><div> </div><div>There were endless winters and the dreams would freeze<br> Nowhere to hide and no leaves on the trees<br> And my father's eyes were blank as he hit me again and again and again</div><div> </div><div>I know I still believe he'd never let me leave, I had to run away alone </div><div>So many threats and fears, so many wasted years before my life became my own</div><div> </div><div>And though the nightmares should be over<br> Some of the terrors are still intact<br> I'll hear that ugly coarse and violent voice<br> And then he grabs me from behind and then he pulls me back</div><div> </div><div>[Chorus]</div><div> </div><div>There was a beauty living on the edge of town<br> And she always put the top up and the hammer down<br> And she taught me everything I'll ever know<br> About the mystery and the muscle of love</div><div> </div><div>The stars would glimmer and the moon would glow<br> I'm in the back seat with my Julie like a Romeo<br> And the signs along the highway all said, Caution! Kids At Play!</div><div> </div><div>Those were the rights of spring and we did everything<br> There was salvation every night<br> We got our dreams reborn and our upholstery torn<br> But everything we tried was right</div><div> </div><div>She used her body just like a bandage, <br> She used my body just like a wound<br> I'll probably never know where she disappeared </div><div>But I can see her rising up<br> Out of the back seat now </div><div>Just like an angel rising up from a tomb</div><div> </div><div>[Chorus]<br> <br> </div><div>And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are</div><div> </div><div>And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are</div><div> </div><div>She used her body just like a bandage, </div><div>She used my body just like a wound<br> I'll probably never know where she disappeared </div><div>But I can see her rising up<br> Out of the back seat now</div><div> </div>]]></description>
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