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(Here they come, here they come |
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Here they come and they might as well |
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Too many birds in my confusion now |
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Now they'll circle over this house till we take them in) |
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You show me a sign to rise up from the world we know |
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And she's strung out on life |
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He soon rolls his teeth |
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Spilling out from a mouth fit to overflow |
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Back into me |
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She moves and it's fire |
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fire underwater |
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Speaks of its flame |
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she speaks my name |
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Well they all really want you |
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If only you had wanted them |
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Lights move in the chalk lines |
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Chains that define who I am |
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Here we are again |
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how could I have seen? |
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Always she's driving |
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how could I have known? |
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Right through the strangest calling |
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I should have known |
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Straight through the sound |
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gramarye, I've found |
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See how she's driving me down |
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Straight from the sound |
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She's seen as a bright sun to anyone |
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Hollow and mined |
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With the weight of the world |
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Trailing out till the last train |
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Discovers me |
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Alive on Vine |
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She moves and it's fire |
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fire underwater |
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Speaks of its flame |
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she speaks my name |
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As you move in a chalk line |
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Change in the dream that I am |
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Here we are the same |
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I used to see something in the idea |
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But only once did my hands reach |
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Anything beautiful |
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Now she's turned away |
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And I... |
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We move in it's fire |
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show me a sign |
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fire underwater |
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Speaking its flame |
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it speaks my name |
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She proves |
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soon roll its teeth |
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the liar |
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On every one of them |
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we are the same |
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Lights move in a chalk line |
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Change in the fire who I am |
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Here we are again |
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How could I have seen? |
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always she's driving |
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How could I have known? |
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right through the strangest calling |
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Straight through the sound, |
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Gramarye, I have found, |
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See how she's driving me |
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Always she's driving |
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Back through the strangest calling |
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Straight through the sound |
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Gramarye, I found |
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See how she's driving me down |
