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I see it turn |
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The golden road |
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A boulevard |
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Of ghostly trees |
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Around the blocks |
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Of broken homes |
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And through the gates |
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Of family |
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Say you never dream |
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Of anything besides |
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Keeping with the stream |
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Following the tides |
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Doing what you can |
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To try and stay the same |
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All the while you know |
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You could do with a change |
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I see you ride |
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In fairy lights |
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Another round |
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On a carousel |
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Around your eye |
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A hurricane |
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And in your heart |
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A quiet hell |
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You say you never dream |
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Of anything besides |
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Keeping with the stream |
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Following the tides |
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Doing what you can |
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To try and stay the same |
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All the while you know |
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You could do with a change |
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Separate the signs |
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Try and stay ahead |
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Read between the lines |
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Look under the bed |
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You're talking in your sleep |
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Slipping through the cracks |
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Once you let it go |
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You can't have it back |
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You can't have it back |
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You can't have it back |
