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We are but travelers on a road without end
Searching for signs that the spirit may send
There are few answers in this life I'm afraid
Only more questions from this world that he madeSouth of the city where the olive trees grow
In the space between moments my heart sometimes goes
I bathe in the silence there down on my knees
Then it's gone like a woman who dances to teaseThere was no way I could hold you my dear
I can only get closer with each passing yearSometimes I'm inside you, sometimes we're apart
But there's always a place for you here in my heart
And if we survive it will all just depend
For we are but travelers on a road without end

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Tim O'Brien (b. March 16, 1954 in Wheeling, West Virginia) is an American bluegrass, old time and celtic musician. O'Brien plays guitar, fiddle, mandolin, bouzouki and mandocello and is an accomplished vocalist. He moved to Boulder, Colorado in the 1970s and became part of the music scene there. In 1978 he founded the bluegrass group Hot Rize. Hot Rize had its own offshoot band called Red Knuckles & the Trailblazers.

Read more about Tim O'Brien on Last.fm.


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