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From here the earth is glowing |
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Embers of crimson and gold |
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Like veins, the stream of lights |
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On highways ebb and flow in the cold |
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I'll be home soon |
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Same destination again |
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For now i'm losing sleep |
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On floors against the cold |
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I dream, i dream i never do |
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All i have to show is fleeting |
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Instead of falling up |
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I'm falling down |
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My senses are torrential |
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From distances in the sky |
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The roar of jets is faint |
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The smell before it rains gets me by |
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I'll be home soon |
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Same destination again |
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For now i'm losing sleep |
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On floors against the cold |
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(i'm falling down) |
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I'm sorry that i'm not shorry |
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All i wanted was a window with a view |
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So send your letters marked return to sender |
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I'm not afraid of life i only fear the end |
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But i want say, no, i won't say i'm sorry |
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I'm not sorry, i'm not |
