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My Indian
There in the dark I see you
See you slip away
You in one night carved the dream of my day
Here on the road of used to be's
The child you see it's me
Waiting for signs
Pennies to fall
You ought to know
How it burns in me
I want you to know
I've got be
Like the man, the man you meant to be
Taking in stride all the demons that come
Just with a turn
If I need you I know I'll find you there
Moving in time
To the beat of your drum
You ought to know
How it burns in me
I want you to know
I don't want to hear the sirens
Scream in the foggy air, you could die out there
I don't want to see your body lay
By an orange bag in the hallway
I don't want to hear they're sad to say
You're a great man but you passed away
I just want to hear the music play
I just want my indian
I can see you, see you preaching my fate
You in one night, carved the dream of my days
You ought to know
How it burns in me
I want you to know
I don't want to hear the sirens
Scream in the foggy air, you could die out there
I don't want to see your body lay
By an orange bag in the hallway
I don't want to hear they're sad to say
You're a great man but you passed away
I just want to hear the music play
I just want my indian