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Johnny get a hold of your life |
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Wherever I go your face is in front of me |
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But you won't believe it. |
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Holding up the end of the line |
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There never was a crack in the ice |
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You won't believe in it. |
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You are a diamond set |
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On an immaculate height, set. |
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Bury your end of the wire. |
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Lying awake in the hours and the emptiness |
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Want me to run from the days we are living in? |
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You'll only get a look at your life when you're leaving it. |
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And then the silence says |
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When you wrestle your plight |
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When you lie on your back with your eyes on the firmament |
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Your burning mouth, your blazing eyes, c'mon. |
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If you believe in it. |
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It's a respectable life. |
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The police on the beach will find nothing is innocent. |
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Johnny get a hold of your life. |
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Stop on the edge till the animus drains away. |
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Or follow the loneliest road |
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Run in the dark til the light comes screaming in |
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Through the silence says |
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You are alone on the ice |
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And you stand on the banks to find nothing is happening. |
