[{"id":38289899,"name":"Telegraph Road","trackName":"Telegraph Road","artistName":"Dire Straits","albumName":"Alchemy: Dire Straits","duration":817.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\nWalking thirty miles with a sack on his back\nAnd he put down his load where he thought it was the best\nHe made a home in the wilderness\n\nHe built a cabin and a winter store\nAnd he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\nAnd the other travellers came walking down the track\nAnd they never went further, no they never went back\n\nThen came the churches, then came the schools\nThen came the lawyers, then came the rules\nThen came the trains and the trucks with their loads\nAnd the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\nThen came the mines, then came the ore,\nThen there was the hard times, then there was a war\nTelegraph sang a song about the world outside\nTelegraph Road got so deep and so wide\nLike a rolling river\n\nAnd my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\nPeople driving home from the factories\nThere's six lanes of traffic\nThree lanes moving slow\n\nI used to like to go to work but they shut it down\nI've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\nYes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\nWe're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\nAnd the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\nThey can always fly away from this rain and this cold\nYou can hear them singing out their telegraph code\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road\n\nWell I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\nYeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\nYou had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\nNow you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\nBut just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\nFrom out of this darkness and into the day\nFrom these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\nFrom the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\nI've seen desperation explode into flames\nAnd I don't want to see it again\nFrom all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road.","syncedLyrics":"[02:14.29]Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n[02:18.22]Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n[02:22.28]And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n[02:27.08]He made a home in the wilderness\n[02:33.26]He built a cabin and a winter store\n[02:36.93]And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n[02:40.84]And the other travellers came walking down the track\n[02:45.04]And they never went further, no they never went back\n[02:50.97]Then came the churches, then came the schools\n[02:54.75]Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n[02:59.09]Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n[03:02.98]And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n[03:08.32]\n[03:32.33]Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n[03:36.26]Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n[03:40.00]Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n[03:44.07]Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n[03:49.58]Like a rolling river\n[03:52.76]\n[04:58.71]And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n[05:02.78]People driving home from the factories\n[05:06.80]There's six lanes of traffic\n[05:09.65]Three lanes moving slow\n[05:14.05]\n[07:14.74]I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n[07:17.95]I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n[07:22.27]Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n[07:26.97]We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n[07:32.04]And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n[07:36.57]They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n[07:40.47]You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n[07:44.48]All the way down the Telegraph Road\n[07:50.82]\n[08:22.13]Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n[08:25.93]Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n[08:29.88]You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96]Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12]But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37]From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52]From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56]From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70]'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77]I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23]And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76]From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76]All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Telegraph Road\n artist: Dire Straits\n album: 'Alchemy: Dire Straits'\n duration_ms: 817000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n start_ms: 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And I don't want to see it again\n From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n"},{"id":33088525,"name":"Telegraph road","trackName":"Telegraph road","artistName":"Dire Straits","albumName":"Dire Straits Alchemy - Dire Straits Live [2v2]","duration":822.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\nWalking thirty miles with a sack on his back\nAnd he put down his load where he thought it was the best\nHe made a home in the wilderness\n\nHe built a cabin and a winter store\nAnd he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\nAnd the other travellers came walking down the track\nAnd they never went further, no they never went back\n\nThen came the churches, then came the schools\nThen came the lawyers, then came the rules\nThen came the trains and the trucks with their loads\nAnd the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\nThen came the mines, then came the ore,\nThen 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and I'll take you away\nFrom out of this darkness and into the day\nFrom these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\nFrom the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\nI've seen desperation explode into flames\nAnd I don't want to see it again\nFrom all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road.","syncedLyrics":"[02:14.29] Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n[02:18.22] Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n[02:22.28] And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n[02:27.08] He made a home in the wilderness\n[02:33.26] He built a cabin and a winter store\n[02:36.93] And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n[02:40.84] And the other travellers came walking down the track\n[02:45.04] And they never went further, no they never went back\n[02:50.97] Then came the churches, then came the schools\n[02:54.75] Then came the lawyers, then came the 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this rain and this cold\n[07:40.47] You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n[07:44.48] All the way down the Telegraph Road\n[07:50.82] \n[08:22.13] Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n[08:25.93] Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n[08:29.88] You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96] Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12] But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37] From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76] All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: 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to see it again\n start_ms: 545230\n end_ms: 550760\n- text: From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n start_ms: 550760\n end_ms: 556760\n- text: All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n start_ms: 556760\n end_ms: 568110\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 568110\nplain: |-\n Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n He made a home in the wilderness\n\n He built a cabin and a winter store\n And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n And the other travellers came walking down the track\n And they never went further, no they never went back\n\n Then came the churches, then came the schools\n Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\n Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n Like a rolling river\n\n And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n People driving home from the factories\n There's six lanes of traffic\n Three lanes moving slow\n\n I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\n And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n All the way down the Telegraph Road\n\n Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\n But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n From out of this darkness and into the day\n From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n I've seen desperation explode into flames\n And I don't want to see it again\n From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n"},{"id":919634,"name":"Telegraph Road","trackName":"Telegraph Road","artistName":"Dire Straits","albumName":"Alchemy: Dire Straits Live","duration":859.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":true,"plainLyrics":"Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\nWalking thirty miles with a sack on his back\nAnd he put down his load where he thought it was the best\nHe made a home in the wilderness\n\nHe built a cabin and a winter store\nAnd he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\nAnd the other travellers came walking down the track\nAnd they never went further, no they never went back\n\nThen came the churches, then came the schools\nThen came the lawyers, then came the rules\nThen came the trains and the trucks with their loads\nAnd the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\nThen came the mines, then came the ore,\nThen there was the hard times, then there was a war\nTelegraph sang a song about the world outside\nTelegraph Road got so deep and so wide\nLike a rolling river\n\nAnd my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\nPeople driving home from the factories\nThere's six lanes of traffic\nThree lanes moving slow\n\nI used to like to go to work but they shut it down\nI've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\nYes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\nWe're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\nAnd the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\nThey can always fly away from this rain and this cold\nYou can hear them singing out their telegraph code\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road\n\nWell I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\nYeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\nYou had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\nNow you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\nBut just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\nFrom out of this darkness and into the day\nFrom these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\nFrom the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\nI've seen desperation explode into flames\nAnd I don't want to see it again\nFrom all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road.","syncedLyrics":"[02:21.88] Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n[02:24.25] Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n[02:36.12] And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n[02:39.33] He made a home in the wilderness\n[02:43.12] He built a cabin and a winter store\n[02:45.87] And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n[02:49.69] And the other 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all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76] All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Telegraph Road\n artist: Dire Straits\n album: 'Alchemy : Dire Straits Live'\n duration_ms: 779964\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n start_ms: 134290\n end_ms: 138220\n- text: Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n start_ms: 138220\n end_ms: 142280\n- text: And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n start_ms: 142280\n end_ms: 147080\n- text: He made a home in the wilderness\n start_ms: 147080\n end_ms: 153260\n- text: He built a cabin and a winter store\n start_ms: 153260\n end_ms: 156930\n- text: And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n start_ms: 156930\n end_ms: 160840\n- text: And the other travellers came walking down the track\n start_ms: 160840\n end_ms: 165040\n- text: And they never went further, no they never went back\n 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end_ms: 302780\n- text: People driving home from the factories\n start_ms: 302780\n end_ms: 306800\n- text: There's six lanes of traffic\n start_ms: 306800\n end_ms: 309650\n- text: Three lanes moving slow\n start_ms: 309650\n end_ms: 314050\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 314050\n end_ms: 434740\n- text: I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n start_ms: 434740\n end_ms: 437950\n- text: I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n start_ms: 437950\n end_ms: 442270\n- text: Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n start_ms: 442270\n end_ms: 446970\n- text: We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n start_ms: 446970\n end_ms: 452040\n- text: And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n start_ms: 452040\n end_ms: 456570\n- text: They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n start_ms: 456570\n end_ms: 460470\n- text: You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n start_ms: 460470\n end_ms: 464480\n- 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end_ms: 539770\n- text: I've seen desperation explode into flames\n start_ms: 539770\n end_ms: 545230\n- text: And I don't want to see it again\n start_ms: 545230\n end_ms: 550760\n- text: From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n start_ms: 550760\n end_ms: 556760\n- text: All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n start_ms: 556760\n end_ms: 568110\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 568110\nplain: |-\n Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n He made a home in the wilderness\n\n He built a cabin and a winter store\n And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n And the other travellers came walking down the track\n And they never went further, no they never went back\n\n Then came the churches, then came the schools\n Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\n Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n Like a rolling river\n\n And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n People driving home from the factories\n There's six lanes of traffic\n Three lanes moving slow\n\n I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\n And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n All the way down the Telegraph Road\n\n Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\n But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n From out of this darkness and into the day\n From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n I've seen desperation explode into flames\n And I don't want to see it again\n From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n"},{"id":19892191,"name":"Telegraph Road","trackName":"Telegraph Road","artistName":"Dire Straits","albumName":"Alchemy∶ Dire Straits Live","duration":237.605442,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\nWalking thirty miles with a sack on his back\nAnd he put down his load where he thought it was the best\nHe made a home in the wilderness\n\nHe built a cabin and a winter store\nAnd he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\nAnd the other 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them singing out their telegraph code\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road\n\nWell I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\nYeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\nYou had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\nNow you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\nBut just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\nFrom out of this darkness and into the day\nFrom these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\nFrom the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\nI've seen desperation explode into flames\nAnd I don't want to see it again\nFrom all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road.","syncedLyrics":"[02:14.29] Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n[02:18.22] Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n[02:22.28] And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n[02:27.08] He made a home in the wilderness\n[02:33.26] He built a cabin and a winter store\n[02:36.93] And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n[02:40.84] And the other travellers came walking down the track\n[02:45.04] And they never went further, no they never went back\n[02:50.97] Then came the churches, then came the schools\n[02:54.75] Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n[02:59.09] Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n[03:02.98] And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n[03:08.32] \n[03:32.33] Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n[03:36.26] Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n[03:40.00] Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n[03:44.07] Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n[03:49.58] Like a rolling river\n[03:52.76] \n[04:58.71] And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n[05:02.78] People driving home from the factories\n[05:06.80] There's six lanes of traffic\n[05:09.65] Three lanes moving slow\n[05:14.05] \n[07:14.74] I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n[07:17.95] I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n[07:22.27] Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n[07:26.97] We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n[07:32.04] And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n[07:36.57] They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n[07:40.47] You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n[07:44.48] All the way down the Telegraph Road\n[07:50.82] \n[08:22.13] Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n[08:25.93] Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n[08:29.88] You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96] Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12] But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37] From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76] All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Telegraph Road\n artist: Dire Straits\n album: Alchemy∶ Dire Straits Live\n duration_ms: 237605\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n start_ms: 134290\n end_ms: 138220\n- text: Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n start_ms: 138220\n end_ms: 142280\n- text: And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n start_ms: 142280\n end_ms: 147080\n- text: He made a home in the wilderness\n start_ms: 147080\n end_ms: 153260\n- text: He built a cabin and a winter store\n start_ms: 153260\n end_ms: 156930\n- text: And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n start_ms: 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531560\n- text: From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n start_ms: 531560\n end_ms: 535700\n- text: '''Cause I''ve run every red light on memory lane'\n start_ms: 535700\n end_ms: 539770\n- text: I've seen desperation explode into flames\n start_ms: 539770\n end_ms: 545230\n- text: And I don't want to see it again\n start_ms: 545230\n end_ms: 550760\n- text: From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n start_ms: 550760\n end_ms: 556760\n- text: All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n start_ms: 556760\n end_ms: 568110\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 568110\nplain: |-\n Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n He made a home in the wilderness\n\n He built a cabin and a winter store\n And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n And the other travellers came walking down the track\n And they never went further, no they never went back\n\n Then came the churches, then came the schools\n Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\n Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n Like a rolling river\n\n And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n People driving home from the factories\n There's six lanes of traffic\n Three lanes moving slow\n\n I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\n And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n All the way down the Telegraph Road\n\n Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\n But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n From out of this darkness and into the day\n From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n I've seen desperation explode into flames\n And I don't want to see it again\n From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n"},{"id":20237636,"name":"Telegraph Road","trackName":"Telegraph Road","artistName":"Dire Straits","albumName":"Alchemy/Dire Straits Live","duration":819.599812,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\nWalking thirty miles with a sack on his back\nAnd he put down his load where he thought it was the best\nHe made a home in the wilderness\n\nHe built a cabin and a winter store\nAnd he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\nAnd the other travellers came walking down the track\nAnd they never went further, no they never went back\n\nThen came the churches, then came the schools\nThen came the lawyers, then came the rules\nThen came the trains and the trucks with their loads\nAnd the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\nThen came the mines, then came the ore,\nThen there was the hard times, then there was a war\nTelegraph sang a song about the world outside\nTelegraph Road got so deep and so wide\nLike a rolling river\n\nAnd my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\nPeople driving home from the factories\nThere's six lanes of traffic\nThree lanes moving slow\n\nI used to like to go to work but they shut it down\nI've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\nYes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\nWe're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\nAnd the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\nThey can always fly away from this rain and this cold\nYou can hear them singing out their telegraph code\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road\n\nWell I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\nYeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\nYou had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\nNow you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\nBut just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\nFrom out of this darkness and into the day\nFrom these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\nFrom the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\nI've seen desperation explode into flames\nAnd I don't want to see it again\nFrom all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road.","syncedLyrics":"[02:14.29] Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n[02:18.22] Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n[02:22.28] And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n[02:27.08] He made a home in the wilderness\n[02:33.26] He built a cabin and a winter store\n[02:36.93] And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n[02:40.84] And the other travellers came walking down the track\n[02:45.04] And they never went further, no they never went back\n[02:50.97] Then came the churches, then came the schools\n[02:54.75] Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n[02:59.09] Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n[03:02.98] And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n[03:08.32] \n[03:32.33] Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n[03:36.26] Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n[03:40.00] Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n[03:44.07] Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n[03:49.58] Like a rolling river\n[03:52.76] \n[04:58.71] And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n[05:02.78] People driving home from the factories\n[05:06.80] There's six lanes of traffic\n[05:09.65] Three lanes moving slow\n[05:14.05] \n[07:14.74] I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n[07:17.95] I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n[07:22.27] Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n[07:26.97] We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n[07:32.04] And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n[07:36.57] They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n[07:40.47] You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n[07:44.48] All the way down the Telegraph Road\n[07:50.82] \n[08:22.13] Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n[08:25.93] Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n[08:29.88] You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96] Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12] But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37] From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76] All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Telegraph Road\n artist: Dire Straits\n album: Alchemy/Dire Straits Live\n duration_ms: 819600\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n start_ms: 134290\n end_ms: 138220\n- text: Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n start_ms: 138220\n end_ms: 142280\n- text: And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n start_ms: 142280\n end_ms: 147080\n- text: He made a home in the 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traffic\nThree lanes moving slow\n\nI used to like to go to work but they shut it down\nI've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\nYes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\nWe're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\nAnd the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\nThey can always fly away from this rain and this cold\nYou can hear them singing out their telegraph code\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road\n\nWell I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\nYeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\nYou had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\nNow you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\nBut just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\nFrom out of this darkness and into the day\nFrom these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\nFrom the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\nI've seen desperation explode into 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race between the lights\n[08:29.88] You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96] Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12] But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37] From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76] All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Telegraph Road\n artist: Dire Straits\n album: 'Alchemy: Dire Straits Live'\n duration_ms: 817333\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n start_ms: 134290\n end_ms: 138220\n- text: Walking 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their telegraph code\n[07:44.48] All the way down the Telegraph Road\n[07:50.82] \n[08:22.13] Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n[08:25.93] Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n[08:29.88] You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96] Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12] But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37] From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76] All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Telegraph Road\n artist: Dire Straits\n album: 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505930\n- text: Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n start_ms: 505930\n end_ms: 509880\n- text: You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n start_ms: 509880\n end_ms: 513960\n- text: Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n start_ms: 513960\n end_ms: 519120\n- text: But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n start_ms: 519120\n end_ms: 523370\n- text: From out of this darkness and into the day\n start_ms: 523370\n end_ms: 527520\n- text: From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n start_ms: 527520\n end_ms: 531560\n- text: From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n start_ms: 531560\n end_ms: 535700\n- text: '''Cause I''ve run every red light on memory lane'\n start_ms: 535700\n end_ms: 539770\n- text: I've seen desperation explode into flames\n start_ms: 539770\n end_ms: 545230\n- text: And I don't want to see it again\n start_ms: 545230\n end_ms: 550760\n- text: From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n start_ms: 550760\n end_ms: 556760\n- text: All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n start_ms: 556760\n end_ms: 568110\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 568110\nplain: |-\n Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n He made a home in the wilderness\n\n He built a cabin and a winter store\n And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n And the other travellers came walking down the track\n And they never went further, no they never went back\n\n Then came the churches, then came the schools\n Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\n Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n Like a rolling river\n\n And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n People driving home from the factories\n There's six lanes of traffic\n Three lanes moving slow\n\n I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\n And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n All the way down the Telegraph Road\n\n Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\n But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n From out of this darkness and into the day\n From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n I've seen desperation explode into flames\n And I don't want to see it again\n From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n"},{"id":18751930,"name":"Telegraph Road","trackName":"Telegraph Road","artistName":"Dire Straits","albumName":"Alchemy: Dire Straits Live","duration":800.018833,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\nWalking thirty miles with a sack on his back\nAnd he put down his load where he thought it was the best\nHe made a home in the wilderness\n\nHe built a cabin and a winter store\nAnd he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\nAnd the other travellers came walking down the track\nAnd they never went further, no they never went back\n\nThen came the churches, then came the schools\nThen came the lawyers, then came the rules\nThen came the trains 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shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\nNow you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\nBut just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\nFrom out of this darkness and into the day\nFrom these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\nFrom the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\nI've seen desperation explode into flames\nAnd I don't want to see it again\nFrom all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road.","syncedLyrics":"[02:14.29] Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n[02:18.22] Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n[02:22.28] And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n[02:27.08] He made a home in the wilderness\n[02:33.26] He built a cabin and a winter store\n[02:36.93] And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n[02:40.84] And the other travellers came walking down the track\n[02:45.04] And they never went further, no they never went back\n[02:50.97] Then came the churches, then came the schools\n[02:54.75] Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n[02:59.09] Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n[03:02.98] And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n[03:08.32] \n[03:32.33] Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n[03:36.26] Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n[03:40.00] Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n[03:44.07] Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n[03:49.58] Like a rolling river\n[03:52.76] \n[04:58.71] And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n[05:02.78] People driving home from the factories\n[05:06.80] There's six lanes of traffic\n[05:09.65] Three lanes moving slow\n[05:14.05] \n[07:14.74] I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n[07:17.95] I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n[07:22.27] Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n[07:26.97] We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n[07:32.04] And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n[07:36.57] They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n[07:40.47] You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n[07:44.48] All the way down the Telegraph Road\n[07:50.82] \n[08:22.13] Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n[08:25.93] Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n[08:29.88] You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96] Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12] But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37] From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs 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I've seen desperation explode into flames\n start_ms: 539770\n end_ms: 545230\n- text: And I don't want to see it again\n start_ms: 545230\n end_ms: 550760\n- text: From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n start_ms: 550760\n end_ms: 556760\n- text: All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n start_ms: 556760\n end_ms: 568110\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 568110\nplain: |-\n Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n He made a home in the wilderness\n\n He built a cabin and a winter store\n And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n And the other travellers came walking down the track\n And they never went further, no they never went back\n\n Then came the churches, then came the schools\n Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\n Then came the 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don't seem to care\n\n But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n From out of this darkness and into the day\n From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n I've seen desperation explode into flames\n And I don't want to see it again\n From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n"},{"id":18778829,"name":"Telegraph Road","trackName":"Telegraph Road","artistName":"Dire Straits","albumName":"Alchemy: Dire Straits Live","duration":823.04,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\nWalking thirty miles with a sack on his back\nAnd he put down his load where he thought it was the best\nHe made a home in the wilderness\n\nHe built a cabin and a winter store\nAnd he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\nAnd the other travellers came walking down 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telegraph code\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road\n\nWell I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\nYeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\nYou had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\nNow you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\nBut just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\nFrom out of this darkness and into the day\nFrom these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\nFrom the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\nI've seen desperation explode into flames\nAnd I don't want to see it again\nFrom all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road.","syncedLyrics":"[02:14.29] Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n[02:18.22] Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n[02:22.28] And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n[02:27.08] He made a home in the wilderness\n[02:33.26] He built a cabin and a winter store\n[02:36.93] And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n[02:40.84] And the other travellers came walking down the track\n[02:45.04] And they never went further, no they never went back\n[02:50.97] Then came the churches, then came the schools\n[02:54.75] Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n[02:59.09] Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n[03:02.98] And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n[03:08.32] \n[03:32.33] Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n[03:36.26] Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n[03:40.00] Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n[03:44.07] Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n[03:49.58] Like a rolling river\n[03:52.76] \n[04:58.71] And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n[05:02.78] People driving home from the factories\n[05:06.80] There's six lanes of traffic\n[05:09.65] Three lanes moving slow\n[05:14.05] \n[07:14.74] I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n[07:17.95] I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n[07:22.27] Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n[07:26.97] We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n[07:32.04] And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n[07:36.57] They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n[07:40.47] You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n[07:44.48] All the way down the Telegraph Road\n[07:50.82] \n[08:22.13] Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n[08:25.93] Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n[08:29.88] You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96] Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12] But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37] From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76] All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Telegraph Road\n artist: Dire Straits\n album: 'Alchemy: Dire Straits Live'\n duration_ms: 823040\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n start_ms: 134290\n end_ms: 138220\n- text: Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n start_ms: 138220\n end_ms: 142280\n- text: And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n start_ms: 142280\n end_ms: 147080\n- text: He made a home in the wilderness\n start_ms: 147080\n end_ms: 153260\n- text: He built a cabin and a winter store\n start_ms: 153260\n end_ms: 156930\n- text: And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n start_ms: 156930\n 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then came the schools\n Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\n Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n Like a rolling river\n\n And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n People driving home from the factories\n There's six lanes of traffic\n Three lanes moving slow\n\n I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\n And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n All the way down the Telegraph Road\n\n Well I'd sooner forget, 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From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76] All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Telegraph Road\n artist: Dire Straits\n album: Alchemy∶ Dire Straits Live\n duration_ms: 817333\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n start_ms: 134290\n end_ms: 138220\n- text: Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n start_ms: 138220\n end_ms: 142280\n- text: And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n start_ms: 142280\n end_ms: 147080\n- text: He made a home in the wilderness\n start_ms: 147080\n end_ms: 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lights\n[08:29.88] You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96] Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12] But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37] From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76] All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Telegraph Road\n artist: Dire Straits\n album: 'Alchemy: Dire Straits Live'\n duration_ms: 814301\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n start_ms: 134290\n end_ms: 138220\n- text: Walking thirty miles with 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rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\nFrom the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\nI've seen desperation explode into flames\nAnd I don't want to see it again\nFrom all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road.","syncedLyrics":"[02:14.29] Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n[02:18.22] Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n[02:22.28] And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n[02:27.08] He made a home in the wilderness\n[02:33.26] He built a cabin and a winter store\n[02:36.93] And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n[02:40.84] And the other travellers came walking down the track\n[02:45.04] And they never went further, no they never went back\n[02:50.97] Then came the churches, then came the schools\n[02:54.75] Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n[02:59.09] Then came the trains and the trucks with their 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their telegraph code\n[07:44.48] All the way down the Telegraph Road\n[07:50.82] \n[08:22.13] Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n[08:25.93] Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n[08:29.88] You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96] Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12] But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37] From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76] All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Telegraph Road\n artist: Dire Straits\n album: 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that's been sowed\n[07:32.04] And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n[07:36.57] They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n[07:40.47] You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n[07:44.48] All the way down the Telegraph Road\n[07:50.82] \n[08:22.13] Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n[08:25.93] Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n[08:29.88] You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96] Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12] But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37] From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs 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Telegraph Road\n start_ms: 464480\n end_ms: 470820\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 470820\n end_ms: 502130\n- text: Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n start_ms: 502130\n end_ms: 505930\n- text: Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n start_ms: 505930\n end_ms: 509880\n- text: You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n start_ms: 509880\n end_ms: 513960\n- text: Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n start_ms: 513960\n end_ms: 519120\n- text: But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n start_ms: 519120\n end_ms: 523370\n- text: From out of this darkness and into the day\n start_ms: 523370\n end_ms: 527520\n- text: From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n start_ms: 527520\n end_ms: 531560\n- text: From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n start_ms: 531560\n end_ms: 535700\n- text: '''Cause I''ve run every red light on memory lane'\n start_ms: 535700\n end_ms: 539770\n- text: I've seen desperation explode into flames\n start_ms: 539770\n end_ms: 545230\n- text: And I don't want to see it again\n start_ms: 545230\n end_ms: 550760\n- text: From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n start_ms: 550760\n end_ms: 556760\n- text: All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n start_ms: 556760\n end_ms: 568110\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 568110\nplain: |-\n Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n He made a home in the wilderness\n\n He built a cabin and a winter store\n And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n And the other travellers came walking down the track\n And they never went further, no they never went back\n\n Then came the churches, then came the schools\n Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\n Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n Like a rolling river\n\n And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n People driving home from the factories\n There's six lanes of traffic\n Three lanes moving slow\n\n I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\n And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n All the way down the Telegraph Road\n\n Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\n But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n From out of this darkness and into the day\n From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n I've seen desperation explode into flames\n And I don't want to see it again\n From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n"},{"id":37080791,"name":"Telegraph Road","trackName":"Telegraph Road","artistName":"Dire Straits","albumName":"Alchemy – Dire Straits Live","duration":799.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\nWalking thirty miles with a sack on his back\nAnd he put down his load where he thought it was the best\nHe made a home in the wilderness\n\nHe built a cabin and a winter store\nAnd he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\nAnd the other travellers came walking down 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telegraph code\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road\n\nWell I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\nYeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\nYou had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\nNow you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\nBut just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\nFrom out of this darkness and into the day\nFrom these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\nFrom the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\nI've seen desperation explode into flames\nAnd I don't want to see it again\nFrom all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road.","syncedLyrics":"[02:14.29] Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n[02:18.22] Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n[02:22.28] And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n[02:27.08] He made a home in the wilderness\n[02:33.26] He built a cabin and a 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I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n[07:22.27] Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n[07:26.97] We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n[07:32.04] And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n[07:36.57] They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n[07:40.47] You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n[07:44.48] All the way down the Telegraph Road\n[07:50.82] \n[08:22.13] Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n[08:25.93] Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n[08:29.88] You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96] Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12] But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37] From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76] All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Telegraph Road\n artist: Dire Straits\n album: Alchemy – Dire Straits Live\n duration_ms: 799000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n start_ms: 134290\n end_ms: 138220\n- text: Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n start_ms: 138220\n end_ms: 142280\n- text: And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n start_ms: 142280\n end_ms: 147080\n- text: He made a home in the wilderness\n start_ms: 147080\n end_ms: 153260\n- text: He built a cabin and a winter store\n start_ms: 153260\n end_ms: 156930\n- text: And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n start_ms: 156930\n 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then came the schools\n Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\n Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n Like a rolling river\n\n And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n People driving home from the factories\n There's six lanes of traffic\n Three lanes moving slow\n\n I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\n And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n All the way down the Telegraph Road\n\n Well I'd sooner forget, 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From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76] All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Telegraph Road\n artist: Dire Straits\n album: Alchemy - Dire Straits Live\n duration_ms: 777504\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n start_ms: 134290\n end_ms: 138220\n- text: Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n start_ms: 138220\n end_ms: 142280\n- text: And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n start_ms: 142280\n end_ms: 147080\n- text: He made a home in the wilderness\n start_ms: 147080\n end_ms: 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darkness and into the day\n start_ms: 523370\n end_ms: 527520\n- text: From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n start_ms: 527520\n end_ms: 531560\n- text: From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n start_ms: 531560\n end_ms: 535700\n- text: '''Cause I''ve run every red light on memory lane'\n start_ms: 535700\n end_ms: 539770\n- text: I've seen desperation explode into flames\n start_ms: 539770\n end_ms: 545230\n- text: And I don't want to see it again\n start_ms: 545230\n end_ms: 550760\n- text: From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n start_ms: 550760\n end_ms: 556760\n- text: All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n start_ms: 556760\n end_ms: 568110\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 568110\nplain: |-\n Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n He made a home in the wilderness\n\n He built a cabin and a winter store\n And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n And the other travellers came walking down the track\n And they never went further, no they never went back\n\n Then came the churches, then came the schools\n Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\n Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n Like a rolling river\n\n And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n People driving home from the factories\n There's six lanes of traffic\n Three lanes moving slow\n\n I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\n And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph 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moving slow\n\nI used to like to go to work but they shut it down\nI've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\nYes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\nWe're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\nAnd the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\nThey can always fly away from this rain and this cold\nYou can hear them singing out their telegraph code\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road\n\nWell I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\nYeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\nYou had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\nNow you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\nBut just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\nFrom out of this darkness and into the day\nFrom these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\nFrom the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\nI've seen desperation explode into flames\nAnd I don't 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a song about the world outside\n[03:44.07] Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n[03:49.58] Like a rolling river\n[03:52.76] \n[04:58.71] And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n[05:02.78] People driving home from the factories\n[05:06.80] There's six lanes of traffic\n[05:09.65] Three lanes moving slow\n[05:14.05] \n[07:14.74] I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n[07:17.95] I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n[07:22.27] Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n[07:26.97] We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n[07:32.04] And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n[07:36.57] They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n[07:40.47] You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n[07:44.48] All the way down the Telegraph Road\n[07:50.82] \n[08:22.13] Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n[08:25.93] Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n[08:29.88] You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96] Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12] But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37] From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76] All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Telegraph Road\n artist: Dire Straits\n album: 'Alchemy: Dire Straits Live'\n duration_ms: 453936\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n start_ms: 134290\n end_ms: 138220\n- text: Walking thirty miles with 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513960\n- text: Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n start_ms: 513960\n end_ms: 519120\n- text: But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n start_ms: 519120\n end_ms: 523370\n- text: From out of this darkness and into the day\n start_ms: 523370\n end_ms: 527520\n- text: From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n start_ms: 527520\n end_ms: 531560\n- text: From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n start_ms: 531560\n end_ms: 535700\n- text: '''Cause I''ve run every red light on memory lane'\n start_ms: 535700\n end_ms: 539770\n- text: I've seen desperation explode into flames\n start_ms: 539770\n end_ms: 545230\n- text: And I don't want to see it again\n start_ms: 545230\n end_ms: 550760\n- text: From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n start_ms: 550760\n end_ms: 556760\n- text: All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n start_ms: 556760\n end_ms: 568110\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 568110\nplain: |-\n Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n He made a home in the wilderness\n\n He built a cabin and a winter store\n And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n And the other travellers came walking down the track\n And they never went further, no they never went back\n\n Then came the churches, then came the schools\n Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\n Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n Like a rolling river\n\n And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n People driving home from the factories\n There's six lanes of traffic\n Three lanes moving slow\n\n I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n I've got 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code\n[07:44.48] All the way down the Telegraph Road\n[07:50.82] \n[08:22.13] Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n[08:25.93] Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n[08:29.88] You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96] Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12] But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37] From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n[09:16.76] All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n[09:28.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Telegraph Road\n artist: Dire Straits\n album: Alchemy - Dire 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life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n start_ms: 505930\n end_ms: 509880\n- text: You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n start_ms: 509880\n end_ms: 513960\n- text: Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n start_ms: 513960\n end_ms: 519120\n- text: But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n start_ms: 519120\n end_ms: 523370\n- text: From out of this darkness and into the day\n start_ms: 523370\n end_ms: 527520\n- text: From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n start_ms: 527520\n end_ms: 531560\n- text: From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n start_ms: 531560\n end_ms: 535700\n- text: '''Cause I''ve run every red light on memory lane'\n start_ms: 535700\n end_ms: 539770\n- text: I've seen desperation explode into flames\n start_ms: 539770\n end_ms: 545230\n- text: And I don't want to see it again\n start_ms: 545230\n end_ms: 550760\n- text: From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but 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tonight it's gonna freeze\n People driving home from the factories\n There's six lanes of traffic\n Three lanes moving slow\n\n I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\n And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n All the way down the Telegraph Road\n\n Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\n But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n From out of this darkness and into the day\n From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n I've seen desperation explode into flames\n And I don't want to see it again\n From all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\n All the way down the Telegraph Road.\n"},{"id":27656281,"name":"Telegraph Road","trackName":"Telegraph Road","artistName":"Dire Straits","albumName":"Alchemy: Dire Straits Live","duration":843.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\nWalking thirty miles with a sack on his back\nAnd he put down his load where he thought it was the best\nHe made a home in the wilderness\n\nHe built a cabin and a winter store\nAnd he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\nAnd the other travellers came walking down the track\nAnd they never went further, no they never went back\n\nThen came the churches, then came the schools\nThen came the lawyers, then came the rules\nThen came the trains and the trucks with their loads\nAnd the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n\nThen came the mines, then came the ore,\nThen there was the hard times, then there was a war\nTelegraph sang a song about the world outside\nTelegraph Road got so deep and so wide\nLike a rolling river\n\nAnd my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\nPeople driving home from the factories\nThere's six lanes of traffic\nThree lanes moving slow\n\nI used to like to go to work but they shut it down\nI've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\nYes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\nWe're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n\nAnd the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\nThey can always fly away from this rain and this cold\nYou can hear them singing out their telegraph code\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road\n\nWell I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\nYeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\nYou had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\nNow you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n\nBut just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\nFrom out of this darkness and into the day\nFrom these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\nFrom the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\nI've seen desperation explode into flames\nAnd I don't want to see it again\nFrom all of these signs saying \"Sorry, but we're closed\",\nAll the way down the Telegraph Road.","syncedLyrics":"[02:14.29] Well a long time ago, came a man on a track\n[02:18.22] Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back\n[02:22.28] And he put down his load where he thought it was the best\n[02:27.08] He made a home in the wilderness\n[02:33.26] He built a cabin and a winter store\n[02:36.93] And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore\n[02:40.84] And the other travellers came walking down the track\n[02:45.04] And they never went further, no they never went back\n[02:50.97] Then came the churches, then came the schools\n[02:54.75] Then came the lawyers, then came the rules\n[02:59.09] Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads\n[03:02.98] And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road\n[03:08.32] \n[03:32.33] Then came the mines, then came the ore,\n[03:36.26] Then there was the hard times, then there was a war\n[03:40.00] Telegraph sang a song about the world outside\n[03:44.07] Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide\n[03:49.58] Like a rolling river\n[03:52.76] \n[04:58.71] And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze\n[05:02.78] People driving home from the factories\n[05:06.80] There's six lanes of traffic\n[05:09.65] Three lanes moving slow\n[05:14.05] \n[07:14.74] I used to like to go to work but they shut it down\n[07:17.95] I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found\n[07:22.27] Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed\n[07:26.97] We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed\n[07:32.04] And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles\n[07:36.57] They can always fly away from this rain and this cold\n[07:40.47] You can hear them singing out their telegraph code\n[07:44.48] All the way down the Telegraph Road\n[07:50.82] \n[08:22.13] Well I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights\n[08:25.93] Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights\n[08:29.88] You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair\n[08:33.96] Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care\n[08:39.12] But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away\n[08:43.37] From out of this darkness and into the day\n[08:47.52] From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain\n[08:51.56] From the anger that lives on the streets with these names\n[08:55.70] 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane\n[08:59.77] I've seen desperation explode into flames\n[09:05.23] And I don't want to see it again\n[09:10.76] From all of these signs saying 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