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i can't sleep |
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when you're gone |
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nighttime speaks |
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and i'm too proud to break the firing line |
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i'm waiting for the gods to take my eyes |
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take them out beyond the border line |
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show me the road through eagles eyes |
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i know that way we haven't far to ride |
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books and hooks and paper cups |
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oh help me i can't sleep |
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its just a game but oh that game |
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something strong |
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crawling round my mind does not belong |
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pillows soft |
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tell myself again till i get lost |
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i'm looking for the space between the space |
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that gathers dust in every eager age |
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skate across the top of this great maze |
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skate as though i know i can't be saved |
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strangers from the future |
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now are speaking right though me |
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they lead the way to my escape |
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ohhhhh ahhhhhh |
