| Disc 1 | ||||||
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| 1. | 
 | 3:34 |   | |||
| 2. | 
 | 1:51 |   | |||
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			Now after all, Don't feel like nothing. Like walking away, Like a mouth full of rain. At twelve o'clock The bell starts ringing, A dog starts barking And you're still missing. Still missing something You've never known what it was. And I'm not one for thinking twice, But I know this much is true. The earth will turn, the pot'll burn And you are my revolver. Just waking up, Some dogs start barking, A bell starts ringing And you're still missing. And after all, Don't you feel like nothing. Like walking away Like a mouth full of rain. I'm holding on 'Cause you're my revolver And I dreamed of ending And flying away... | ||||||
| 3. | 
 | 2:37 |   | |||








