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My mind is a night garden heavy with shadow it stares |
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Your eyes adjust to the dark |
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All the eastern girls |
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Are wondering back from St. Martins |
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Skin [...] |
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But all the eastern girls |
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They arrive like a king's pardon |
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To the sound of bells |
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Only just getting to know you |
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Running the flag up to claim it |
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Acted like I was your savior |
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The Shepard instead of the lamb |
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Night falls in and the skyline hardens |
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Colors dissolving until |
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Faces are lost among the stars |
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All the eastern girls |
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Like stars as the night sharpens |
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They remind me of |
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Only just getting to know you |
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Running the flag up to claim it |
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Acted like I was your savior |
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The Shepard instead of the lamb |
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Been walking around with my eyes closed |
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Keeping away from your windows |
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Fearful eviction horizons |
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But you took my life in your hands |
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All the eastern girls passing by |
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All the eastern girls remind me that |
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This is a love song (repeat) |
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Sha-lalalalala-la |
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Only just getting to know you |
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Running the flag up to claim it |
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Acted like I was your savior |
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The Shepard instead of the lamb |
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Been walking around with my eyes closed |
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Keeping away from your windows |
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Fearful eviction horizons |
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But you took my life in your hands |
