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Save your prayers for the Alamo Let the stars guide you down these roads Save your prayers for the Alamo Let the stars guide you down these roads She is broken He is walking away We are distant We are disappearing And I wonder what language do you dream in? And I wonder what country do you call your own? x3 Save your prayers for the Alamo Let the stars guide you down these roads Save your prayers for the Alamo Let the stars guide you down these roads He says its pure desert She says its pure dry desire, I've seen it myself walking away, distant disappearing And I wonder what language do you dream in? And I wonder what country do you call your own? x3 From Letras Mania