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the moonlight is shining down |
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through the factories on the shipyard waters |
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and in a winter midnight |
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sideways move sets on the memory of what's gone missing. |
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the sidewalk stares up silent |
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and just a shadow slowly disappearing |
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a ghost of something real that used to exist |
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a memory of what's gone missing. |
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why do you keep running? |
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the pace is hurried but you're never closer |
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to what it was you thought you wanted. |
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it all keeps changing |
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and now something else is missing. |
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who knows where it went? |
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i knew our time was running out |
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so by the kitchen window back at your house, |
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i ended up wasted on whiskey straight. |
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filled the ashtray up with your secrets. |
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you were an anchor with high cheekbones. |
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i was a soldier with broken fingers. |
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you ended up wasted on cheap champagne |
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celebrating everything that's missing. |
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why do you keep running? |
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the pace is hurried but you're never closer |
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to what it was you thought you wanted. |
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it all keeps changing. |
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and now something else is missing. |
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familiar madness, it all keeps changing |
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and now something else is missing. |
