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Out on the windy lakes, bound on the moore |
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No one is as lonely as me right now, at least I think |
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Out there with the kids on the playground |
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It's all just a game |
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And every game's the same |
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Feel like an eagle staring down |
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Down from a mountain, and now I'm |
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Falling in to myself |
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My take on life can be life alone |
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On it's own, yeah |
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I will sing to the sky, to the mountains I ride |
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Who will be there to send my message home? |
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Send my message home |
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(Send it home) |
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Life seen through a rich man's eye, a choice between wars |
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One of which is wrong, but either way he'll take it home |
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Turning around this dilemma of being the clown |
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(Oh staring) |
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Staring down |
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Feel like an eagle staring down |
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Down from a mountain, and now I'm |
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Falling in to myself |
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My take on life can be life alone |
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My faith in life, has gone a thousand times |
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And reappeared |
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It's gone again, with the ship, my only friend, |
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Left before the end, so send my message home |
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Send my message home, you send my message home |
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Bound on the moore, you bound on the moore |
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Send my message home |
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Oh, send my message home, send my message home |
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Bound on the moore, and you're bounding on the moore |
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Send my message home |
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Send my message home, send my message home |
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Oh moore, bound on the moore |
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Ooh yeah, ooh yeah |
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Send my message now |
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Send my message home |
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Ooh you will bound on the moore |
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The waves keep on turning |
