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Speedway at Nazareth
After two thousand came two thousand and one.
To be the new champions we were there for to run
From springtime in Arizona, 'til the fall in Monterey
And the raceways were the battlefields and we fought 'em all the way.
Was at Phoenix in the morning, I had a wake-up call.
She went around without a warning put me in the wall.
I drove Long Beach, California with three cracked vertebrae
And we went on to Indianapolis, Indiana in May.
Well the Brickyard's there to crucify anyone who will not learn
I climbed a mountain to qualify, I went flat through the turns
But I was down in the might-have-beens and an old pal good as died
And I sat down in Gasoline Alley and I cried.
Well, we were in at the kill again on the Milwaukee Mile
And in June up in Michigan we were robbed at Belle Isle.
Then it was on to Portland, Oregon for the G.I. Joe
And I'd blown off almost everyone when my motor let go.
New England, Ontario we died in the dirt
Those walls from mid-Ohio to Toronto they hurt
So we came to Road America where we burned up at the lake,
But at the speedway at Nazareth I made no mistake.
- Mark Knopfler
After the sun sets
and the sky is filled with vivid tangerine
I will think of you.
As the morning dew
falls softly on the grass
My heart will cry for you.
When the noon sun scorches
the tree tops, rooftops, mountains,
My soul will sing to you
And when I look into the sky
and feel you looking down on me
and know that I will never see you again
I will love you forever
I will love you forever.