(This video was NEVER meant to be divided into seperate parts. It is presented that way ONLY because of YouTube time constraints.)
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*** Emory Nine ***
The Lord of Years has left his mark
and shadows come from out the darkness
all too soon the mornings come
(still we wait the night) fall
now's the time to make your move
for all you gain someone must lose
the wind blows paper down the block
and out onto the freeway
There -- I'm driving aimlessly
scattered groundlings in the streets
watch now as the world takes shape
weaving webs of fantasy
and suddenly you're standing there
with silver sunlight in your hair
your careless laughter on the wane
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