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[ti:Black Sky]
[ar:Sam Phillips]
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[00:00.000]Black Sky - Sam Phillips
[00:12.974]The trees are listening
[00:17.015]Each time a missile's made
[00:19.415]They hide three mystics
[00:23.715]The earth sends from her grave
[00:25.832]To tell us the future
[00:29.384]Has been stolen away
[00:32.218]By diggers drillers and sellers
[00:38.327]We won't stop
[00:40.559]Till we're underneath a black sky
[00:51.459]He took my picture
[00:55.034]In the cemetery sun
[00:57.422]My body was tempted
[01:01.460]To crumble into one
[01:03.775]Reunion of dust until
[01:08.113]Creation's done
[01:10.352]Returning ashes to ashes
[01:15.876]We won't stop
[01:18.641]Till we're underneath a black sky
[01:48.219]The commerce the intrigue
[01:52.845]Self slaughtered souls cry out
[01:55.067]To dead poor men
[01:58.137]For a drink at the waterhole
[02:00.701]Their tongues will burn dry
[02:04.478]As the day they were sold for
[02:07.254]The forests raped into deserts
[02:12.899]We won't stop
[02:15.631]Till we're underneath a black sky