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Black Dub

Open up your transmission
I'm sitting on the outside of evolution
No need to feel sad
I got to be glad
I got to know the price of the path I chose
The way the nomad knows

Shaking in the red leaf of these hands
I got so much heart want to sustain
I got to burn to feel the heat
I got to walk to know my street
I got to move to what goes
The way the nomad knows

I put on my old coat
I wear my broken arrow
Something's got to flow
Through the deathly sorrow
I may fall from the trapeze
But I will land down on my knees
I got to sing with praise
It won't pretend it blows
The way the nomad knows

Spirit rising from the ground
It never lets me sleep
I'm got to go down there
It's going to be deep
I got to learn to love my centre
My job is here as the receiver
Till my bones come to some repose
The way the nomad knows

Skin is peeling, I'm feeling the ghost
I got to move to some other coast
I feel I want to dance, tearing with my clothes
The way the nomad knows

Well, I feel good, yeah, just like I knew I would
Well, I feel good, yeah, just like I knew I would
Well, I feel good, yeah, just like I knew I would
Well, I feel good, yeah, just like I knew I would

Written by LANOIS, DANIEL ROLAND
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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