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Hemlock

Words and Music by Carol A. Blum, © 1990

On the night train to your town

But I didn’t sleep a wink

All around me I could taste you

But I didn’t take a drink

When she stopped at 3:05

I left my life and stepped outside

Off the night train to your town

But there was not a soul around

You move my fitted world

You built a raft

You left a thousand lives

A slave to your craft

And then a raven caught my eye

Too busy fluttering to fly

And I could taste the hemlock too

Now this town is my town too

You move my fitted world

You built a raft

You left a thousand lives

A slave to your craft

(instrumental break)

You moved my fitted world

You built a raft

You left a thousand lives
A slave to your craft

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