Whispering pines left a hole in my heart
I've been waiting to buy some piece of mind
Bells in the church tower chime
Sun in your eyes
And the seat to your thighs
There's a humid gloom all in our room
Coarse country lace on the line
Call me on your way to Baltimore
Call me all the way from Eastern Shore
Conjure up a little memory
Sing to me the unchained melody
Say what you will, I still think its a thrill
To be lost in the night
Lit up, alive
Cold to the bone but I'm fire
Call me on your way to Baltimore
Call me all the way from Eastern Shore
Conjure up a little memory
Sing to me the unchained melody
Sleeping with a knife against the night
Oh, I'm sleeping with a heavy mind tonight
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