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Listen to the silence, let it ring on |
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Eyes, dark grey lenses, frightened of the sun |
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We would have a fine time living in the night |
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Left to blind destruction, waiting for our sight |
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And we would go on as though nothing was wrong |
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And hide from these days, we remained all alone |
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Staying in the same place, just staying out the time |
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Touching from a distance, further all the time |
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Radio, live transmission |
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And we could dance. |
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I could call out when the going gets tough |
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The things that we've learned are no longer enough |
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No language, just sound, that's all we need now |
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To synchronize love to the beat of the show, |
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Radio, live transmission |
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Dance to the radio. |
