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[00:12.82]The morning breeze is off and gone
[00:15.92]The winding factory streets are clean
[00:19.38]Old ladies put the kettle on
[00:22.28]And all-night lechers pause and lean
[00:25.00]On grey shop windows, everywhere
[00:28.50]A deeper hum is in the air
[00:31.66]A hotel room, drifter leaves no clues
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[01:02.93]He rides a freight-train out of town
[01:06.26]And whistles at the icy rime
[01:09.32]The cattle float like thistle-downs
[01:12.55]And God is on the edge of time
[01:15.56]Somewhere behind a siren wails
[01:18.88]The freight-train soars above the rails
[01:21.97]The traveller, he's hard as nails
[01:24.96]As the train sweeps down the line
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[01:53.47]The salmon season's here to stay
[01:56.66]And etched into each shoulder-bone
[01:59.72]The mark of Cain is on display
[02:02.61]As stone above each measured stone
[02:06.45]Old Dresden burns above the breeze
[02:09.14]The traveller, he's on his knees
[02:12.38]He's watching sledge-wings dip and play
[02:15.15]So far above the holy throne
[02:18.69]Hey yeah, all right
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[02:30.82]Dresden blues
[02:37.19]Dresden blues
[02:43.53]Dresden blues
[02:49.88]Dresden blues
[02:55.15]Well I feel it burnin' down
[02:58.13]Burnin' down
[03:00.07]I can feel it burnin' down to the ground
[03:03.67]It's burnin' down
[03:06.35]I got those Dresden blues
[03:12.66]I can feel it burnin' down to the ground
[03:15.66]It's burnin' down
[03:20.45]I feel it burnin' down, burnin' down
[03:25.06]Well it's burnin' down to the ground
[03:32.12]I can feel that Dresden burnin'
[03:38.39]Dresden' burnin'
[03:44.13]I got those Dresden' blues
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