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It's not like it was before |
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There's a beauty in slamming doors |
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And the lightning plays in your eyes |
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As it cracks through north western skies |
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Girl, you were beautiful before |
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But in the cyclone, |
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I love you more |
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There's a pause in the faintest smile |
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As the storm rages on for miles |
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There's no answers in the tempest |
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Just a million other questions |
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So just let it take you over |
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So that we can learn our lesson |
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And this has just got ridiculous' |
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Cause it's burned through the both of us |
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In the crumble down cinema |
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We can hide where we always hide |
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On the blank screen project our lives |
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Me as husband and you as wife |
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And the storm outside dissipates |
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The screen wipes to ticker tape |
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There's no answers in the tempest |
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Just a million other questions |
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So just let it take you over |
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So that we can learn our lesson |
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There's no answers in the tempest |
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Just a million other questions |
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So just let it take you over |
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So that we can learn our lesson |
