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I will sing |
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I will be passed on over now |
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Take the wheel |
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Take me down |
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Let me sleep till we have disappeared |
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'cause we're moving from east to west |
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Across the grey, it's meaningless |
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On the borderline nothing is real except for you and i |
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I have silver |
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And i have dollars |
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And papers, too |
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Bring me a mango from the south |
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Pour me a drink from the bottle |
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And one for you |
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'cause we're empty as the desert |
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As we drift from west to east |
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On the borderline everything is empty, even you and i |
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'cause we're moving from east to west |
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Across the grey, it's meaningless |
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On the borderline nothing is real except for you and i |
