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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Truman Sinclair
Truman Sinclair
Songwriter

Lyrics

I hit the freeway past the borderline in 905
I felt like seeing other skies
I wear the necklace that you gave me when I made you mine
I think about it all the time
I go to the river
Just to watch it pass by
Like a pale horse running
Under pale moon skies
A ghost in the basement
A Rorschach on my wall
Like a pale horse running
Through a pale moon sky
Well, I go to the river
Just to watch it pass by
Like a pale horse running
Under pale moon skies
Written by: Truman Sinclair
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