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The Killers - Four Winds lyrics
Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe
 There's people always dying trying to keep them alive
 There are bodies decomposing in containers tonight
 In an abandoned building where
 A squatter's made a mural of a Mexican girl
 With fifteen cans of spray paint in a chemical swirl
 She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world
 Four winds blowing through her hair
 But when great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon
 She just can't sustain the pressure where it's placed
 She caves, she caves
 The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Koran is mute
 If you burned them all together you'd be close to the truth still
 They're poring over Sanskrit under Ivy League moons
 While shadows lengthen in the sun
 Cast on a school of meditation built to soften the times
 And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds
 It's knocking over fences, crossing property linesThe Killers - Four Winds - http://motolyrics.com/the-killers/four-winds-lyrics.html
 Four winds cry until it comes
 And it's the sum of man
 Slouching towards Bethlehem
 A heart just can't contain all of that empty space
 It breaks, it breaks, IT BREAKS
 Well, I went back to my rented Cadillac and company jet
 Like a newly orphaned refugee, retracing my steps
 All the way to Cassadaga to commune with the dead
 They said, "You'd better look alive"
 And I was off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps
 In the black hills, the bad lands, the calloused east
 I buried my ballast, I made my peace
 Heard four winds leveling the pines
 But when great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon
 She just can't remain with all that outer space
 She breaks, she breaks, she caves, she caves, she breaks
 "You'd better look alive"















