Black cloud on the sun, i turned my collar up

And walked from your door up to the county road

Oh yeah, what luck, the timing's been rough on us

Right then, oh boy, we hit the turning point



Three or four years or more my life was on the floor

Blind faith, hangin' in, hungry and tired of it

Oh yeah, better luck--it takin' over us

But right now, oh boy, we've hit the turning point



She's had to follow me up and down these empty streets

Whiskey on her breath tryin' to give the world a test

Oh yeah, better luck--it takin' over us

Right now, oh boy, we've hit the turning point



Yeah right now, oh boy, we've hit the turning point

Yeah right now, oh boy, we've hit the turning point

We've hit the turning point




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