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Racing the morning light over, |
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Here it's always cloudy. |
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When it rains it'll all be over, |
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There's just never enough time. |
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We're going nowhere so very fast, |
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And everything else is changing, |
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And flying through our present becomes the past. |
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With every second that's spent, We're spent. |
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Boats made from leaves, |
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Sacrifice, wrapped in straw, |
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When I was a kid, the world was in a bottle, |
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Cause my friends they were different. |
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I've got civilisations living amongst the tree's, |
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Whole families living inside of my own sleeves, |
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In these stitches that I wore so thin. |
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Waking up clutching shards of broken glass, |
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Shattered reflections of a broken world, |
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Waking up pouring drops of my own blood. |
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Every time this happens we're... |
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Going nowhere so very fast, |
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And everything else is changing, |
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And flying through our present becomes the past. |
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With every second that's spent, We're spent. |
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Oh I'm spent, I'm spent. |
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The sounds are on repeat just like when we were 16, |
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I can't begin to explain... |
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Can't begin to explain, anything! |
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They can't all just be worlds in my head, |
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Explore these doors I will find, |
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This space I know I'll find! |
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Going nowhere so very fast, |
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And everything else is changing, |
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And flying through our present becomes the past. |
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Oh the past! |
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With every second that's spent, We're spent. |
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Oh I'm spent, I'm spent! |
