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IRON and WINE lyrics : "Radio War"

Did the wine make her dream
Of the far distant spring
Or a bed full of hens

Or the ghost of a friend

All the while that she wept

She had a gun by her bed
And a letter he wrote
From a dry, foundered boat


And the train track will take
All the wounded ones home

And I'll be alone
Fare thee well Sara Jones


Now we lie on the floor
While the radio war
Finds its way through the air

Of the dead market square

And the beast never seen

Licks its red talons clean
Sara curses the cold
"No more snow, no more snow, no more snow"

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