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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 |
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