Back to the Races

Chadwick Stokes

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    I cannot face the past,
    Id rather face the dark.
    Dont know what to say,
    Dont know where you are.
    Is love too strong a god?
    How long do we have to go?
    Ever tempted by
    How far wed have to fall
    To feel that way again.
    I come back for the farm.
    I would have met you there,
    But I got terribly lost.
    You waited there so long;
    Finally you walked off.
    And I just passed the road;
    The road I should have turned on.

    On your mark
    You have my word
    That Ill return
    If you dont look back,
    And off well go.
    As it was on earth,
    So shall it be sold.
    So shall it be.

    I was in the shed
    Waiting for the ram to sleep.
    I just combed my hair
    So that maybe youd like me.
    And everything to all,
    And all that fades away.
    But I can see you on
    Yeah, I can see you on

    On your mark
    You have my word
    That Ill return
    If you dont look back.
    And off well go.
    As It was on earth,
    So shall it be sold.
    So shall it be sold.

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    Lights blown out
    All our bags
    Sold our capes
    To make it dark
    Beat the sword
    Into the plow
    Take my place
    Take it now

    And go back to the races,
    And on with the day.
    Back where the sacred are.
    Back to the races,
    And off with their heads
    Let the kings horses fall.
    Run! The fall might arrive
    One minute please ma
    Before we go inside
    Its not dark to me,
    No its not dark at all.
    And all the confederate kings
    Are waiting in the hall.

    On your mark
    You have my word
    That Ill return
    If you dont look back
    And off well go
    As it was on earth
    So shall it be sold,
    So shall it be sold.

    And go back to the races,
    And on with the day.
    Back where the sacred are.
    Back to the races,
    And off with their heads
    Let the kings horses fall.

    Back to the races,
    And on with the day.
    Back where the sacred are.
    Back to the races,
    And off with their heads
    Let the kings horses fall.

    Back to the races,
    And on with the day.
    Back where the sacred are.
    Back to the races,
    And off with their heads
    Let the kings horses fall.

    One more time around,
    One more race to go.
    Send my name to the owls
    Will I see you far below?
    Please dont turn around
    Cause theyll take me back away
    And I can feel the moon
    Dragging me towards the race.

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