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Written by lindsey buckingham.
Falcon sits
Out on grey rock
Slow death shakes
The ticking of the tock
I go to sleep
Things left undone
I go to sleep now
And fly into the sun
Oh, the sun is bright
But too bright to see
When the darkness comes you
And what will be will be
Oh, the sun is hot
A man is just a man
When the darkness comes you
I
Laughing in my sleep
Dancing on the stone
Waiting here for something
Something i don
Deep in the darkness
I go to sleep
I pray the lord
My soul to keep
Oh, the sun is bright
But too bright to see
When the darkness comes you
And what will be will be
Oh, the sun is hot
A man is just a man
When the darkness comes you
I
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