Song: Liquid Gold Ghosts
Year: 2016
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Sometimes I walk alone late at night
Down the quiet palm tree lined streets
The ghosts of settlements past
Whisper in the shadows
“Where is the liquid gold you promised?”
“We are dying of thirst, dying of thirst, dying"

( Brahms' Third Racket )
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