Cold gray buildings, where a hill should be Steel and concrete closin' in on me City faces haunt the places I rode alone Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can't hide It's too late to fight now, too tired to try Wind that once blew free now scatters dust to the sky Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can't hide It's too late to fight now, too tired to try
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