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Riding the bothar, straddling the gap Winding through some forgotten god's lap A rock once came in the time of fiery seas Smashed into the land by the Hill of Five Counties (*chorus*) Are you going down? Are you going down Are you going Down to Templeglantine Running around, grazing in the sun Roaring all day, it has to be done It just has to be done Nothing but the road and the driving rain Enough to drive any man insane Gliding by fields, oh fields of green Where has my mind been? Empty Wood and black Leaves Don't think much of these new trees My thoughts can never be enough History is so much better when dream it up (*chorus*) (spoken)I see a pit A dark, a dark pit Is that where The big rock hit. From Letras Mania