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	Artist: Daniel Lanois - Track: Where Will I Be - Album: Here Is What Is
	Music: © Daniel Lanois

	oh, the streets are cracked				yeah, i like the heat
	there's glass everywhere				of your body laying under me
	and the children stare				may your wild lip get you where you're going
	with a motherless eye				with your inventions
					your intentions
	in arms of beauty				your laughter
	and on fields of war				your forever yearning
	trapped in lament
	from the poet's core				oh, where, oh, where
					when that trumpet sound
	oh, where
	oh, where will I be?				are you talking pretty, healing scars
	oh, where				gnawing away at the steel bars?
	when that old trumpet sound				going down pure
					crawling in the cracks
	i met an indian girl				going all the way down
	in ottawa				and coming all the way back
	she said "you'll be alright
	when you wah wah"				oh, where, oh, where
					oh, when that trumpet sound
	don't waste your breath				oh, where, oh, where
	don't waste your heart				oh, when that trumpet sound
	don't blister your heels
	walking in the dark				well, the heart opens wide
					like it's never seen love
	oh, where				and addiction stays
	oh, where will I be?				on tight like a glove
	oh, where
	when that old trumpet sound				oh, where, oh, where will i be?