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 Lyricist: The Cult
 Lyrics: 
 There's a whisper in the wires, no love
 Of a black train-a-comin', no love
 
 From the heart of the desert, no love
 
 And the rhythms of my hometown
 
 
 
 My eyes are open, no love
 
 Watching for the train, no love, no love
 
 Just a breath across the ocean
 
 Feel no love
 
 If it flies, it dies
 
 
 
 Flags into a pocket, no love
 
 We're standing on a platform
 
 Feel no love
 
 In everyone a hook line, no love, no love
 
 Against me making time
 
 Feel no love
 
 
 
 Whisper in the wires, no love
 
 Of a black train-a-comin', no love, no love
 
 From the heart of the desert, no love
 
 And the rhythms of my hometown
 
 And the rhythms of my hometown
 
 Feel no love
 
 And the rhythms of my hometown
 
 
		
		
	
 
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