1. Black Rider Blues
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It was a distant sound that woke him
Where his promises lay broken
And they lay in shards around him
That was where temptation found him
He had a hollow pain inside him
Like desire and fear colliding
There were ten black riders riding
through the places he had cried in
Singing 'I've got bad things on my mind'

I was born alone last summer
Disappointment was my mother
As I rose up from the embers
She was all I could remember
And now I find myself in this land
Like a fish upon the hot sand
Full of doubts and desperation
The scars of a million separations
I've got bad things on my mind.