See Me Through
All around me the shadows of women and men
And they all walk right through me
And I walk through them
Then I cast by my bed
I cannot believe that I'm one of the lucky ones
You happened to see me through
Got trouble on the main mine
See me through
The scales far for miles
See me through
Darling darling darling
Where are the statues?
Colossal and bronze
That stood at the gates of
Our great love and kept watch
And now over the hills
Over the horizon somebody's army advances
And I have faith in you darling
Even when I question our chances
Got trouble on the main mine
See me through
The scales far for miles
See me through
Darling darling darling
See me through
I woke up to see
Some lawns have been torn
The blackberry blackness
But the sweetness of dawns
And I kissed my maid back
The love that we made
I need to believe it
There's some kind of plan
With all these pavements getting hotter this season
Got trouble on the main mine
See me through
The scales far for miles
See me through
Darling darling darling
See me through
Got trouble on the main mine
Got trouble on the main mine
Trouble on the main mine
Trouble trouble trouble on the main mine
Trouble on the main mine
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