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Watch the reason arrival in my new ways, you'll be amazed |
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One long winter in Oslo, where the cost is low, and the townclocks chimes they rhymed |
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With all of the locals in the streets, I begged myself to greet them |
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But I had nothing to say, so I remained the fray |
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The broken glance of chance |
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I was silent for too long |
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And the songs were long, and they always seemed so wrong |
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I would read the local paper's news, but the relevance seemed more elegant |
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When the sound of the words made no sense |
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It could have been the cabinet of defense |
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But everything seemed pure, and even so demure, that I'd come back with a sense of gratitude |
