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Silvio, I Gotta Go, Find Out Something Only Dead Men Know.

Down The Street The Dogs Are Barking And The Day Is Getting Dark. As The Night Comes In A-falling, The Dogs´ll Lose Their Bark And The Silent Night Will Shatter From The Sounds Inside My Mind, For I´m One To Many Mornings And A Thousand Miles Behind. From The Crossroads Of My Doorstep, My Eyes They Start To Fade, As I Turn My Head Back To The Room Where My Love And I Have Laid.

There's A Wall Between You And What You Want And You Got To Leap It.

There Are Many Here Among Us Who Feel That Life Is But A Joke. But You And I, We've Been Through That, And This Is Not Our Fate, So Let Us Not Talk Falsely Now, The Hour Is Getting Late.

A Lot Of People Don't Have Much Food On Their Table. But They Got A Lot Of Forks 'n Knives. And They Got To Cut Somethin'.