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Somebody`s shouting Up at a mountain Only my own words return Nobody`s up there It`s a deception CHORUS I`m alone here With emptiness eagles and snow Unfriendliness chilling my body And whispering pictures of home Wondering blindly How can they find me Maybe they don`t even know My body is shaking Anticipating The call of the black footed crow... Chorus Here in this prison Of my own making Year after day I have grown Into a hero But there`s no worship Where have they hidden my thrown... Chorus |