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Eye of the storm, |
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I have the form, |
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Willing to keep me. |
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I'm safe and warm, |
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Away from this war, |
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But bleeding is easy. |
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And when I find my way, |
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I'll take you home. |
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And when we see lightyears, |
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I'll take you home. |
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You're dying to breathe, |
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I watch your chest heave, |
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Breathing is easy. |
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All is not lost, |
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I am not lost, |
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Needle is easy. |
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And when I find my way, |
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I'll take you home. |
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And when we see lightyears, |
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I'll take you home. |
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The ghost hangs in you, love. |
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Where fathers make, mothers fall, |
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Will you call to above, |
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And prove you're not the man your father was? |