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Lyrics for 'The Pull' by 'Chicago'
Summertime Came Too Soon,
Summers In Kansas Often Do.
And The Air Was Still,
I Felt The Pull.
I Recall The Heat Rising From The Ground In A Way.
And I Knew I Was The First To Pass This Way.
I Believe I Step Across Some Line,
Or I Stumble Through The Doorway In Space And Time,
Like A Drunk Who Blacks Out From The Wine,
Never Remembers His Name.
Always Feel So Alone,
Wherever I Am I Feel The Pull,
And The Life I've Left Behind The Pull.
And In Case I Have No Future, I've Got The Past
There's No Telling Just How Long This Play Will Last.
I Believe I Step Across Some Line,
Or I Stumble Through The Doorway In Space And Time,
Like A Drunk Who Blacks Out From The Wine,
Never Remembers His Name,
Never Remembers.
I'm Down, Walking Through A Storm.
I Hear A Voice Inside, Crying,
It Calls My Name Like A Judge Accusing,
Black Robe Hanging Down, Whoah,
Don't Forget Be Brave About Your Love.
Well I Walk Across The Murky Room,
And There's Flashes In My Eyes,
I Don't Know What I'm Doin'.
Like A Drunk Who Blacks Out From The Wine,
Never Remembers His Name.
Like A Drunk Who Blacks Out From The Wine,
Never Remembers His Name,
Never Remembers His Name,
I Never Remember My Name.
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