album: Long Line of Leavers (2000)
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On an open stretch of freeway 
Underneath the canvas clouds
The blackness after midnight 
Swallowed everything around 

But just up ahead on the open horizon
We caught the faintest glow 
And as we drew near 
it seemed so clear that the dark would have to go 

In the center of the city 
Comes the illusion of the day 
When everything looks pretty 
It's easy to think you've found the way
But it's all just a big masquerade 

It was thirty-six months earlier 
On that same old lonesome road 
And that same old darkness lingered 
Just before the lightning show 

And the thunder cracked down 
And His lightning conquered everything around
The dark had to flee 

Now the light of the little town
Was as dark as the night compared to His light

In the center of the city 
Comes the illusion of the day 
When everything looks pretty 
It's easy to think you've found the way
But it's all just a big masquerade

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