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Oh, Idaho
by Elan Webster
In a dream I listened to the wires sing,
The plains dun coloured
And I thought I heard a word,
Spoken on the road side as I passed.
Little more was out there other than the gnashing grassland.
Little more was out there beyond the memory of a world now gone.
Oh, Idaho.
Time was never on our side,
So we fell, and left our lovers gone,
Pardoned from life,
And oh, Idaho, what we would have given
To make them stay a little longer,
That we might follow sooner
And leave much less behind.
Oh, Idaho
by Elan Webster
In a dream I listened to the wires sing,
The plains dun coloured
And I thought I heard a word,
Spoken on the road side as I passed.
Little more was out there other than the gnashing grassland.
Little more was out there beyond the memory of a world now gone.
Oh, Idaho.
Time was never on our side,
So we fell, and left our lovers gone,
Pardoned from life,
And oh, Idaho, what we would have given
To make them stay a little longer,
That we might follow sooner
And leave much less behind.
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