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Cripple Creek - Various Artists

A cripple on his deathbed

In a daydream did ride

All past the streams of fire

On a petal path did glide

He left his wheelchair spinning

Deeper in the mud

In it set his memories

In its body and its blood

An angel came to greet him

By his side she flew

Whispered, as a part of him

What he already knew

His head was spinning freely

And it was plain to see

His burden was himself, he bore

The sight his eyes could be

His death, it died quite easily

Right there, was gone for good

But couldn't see his loved one

Like he thought he should

He thought if they were gone, said he

And this cannot be true

The search to find what wasn't there

Has brought him back to you