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Oh, I walk down the lane Kissing my sugar cane Oh, I don't know where the darkness goes Missing my windowpane Oh, life's a work of fiction Wistful wind of a train Find security in addiction Lost in gardens insane Oh, to feel so free in the ice storm, the ice storm Oh, it's so lonely in the ice storm, the ice storm Oh, to be so free, so free Oh, to be so free, so free Rushing through snowy fields Museums of the mind Tempo two ticks ahead of the low, low Speed of Life I ask the captain what to do and he says something not nice I ask what's happened to you and you say human sacrifice Oh, to feel so free in the ice storm, the ice storm Oh, it's so lonely in the ice storm, the ice storm Oh, to be so free, so free Oh, to be so free, so free Copyright 2004 Beau Philliops From Letras Mania