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It's No Reason |
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Crocodile skin water, city shadows wait |
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Put your head into your hands, the ending is so great |
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Take a ride to sundown, buy a ticket home |
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Take all the things i've bought you, leave all the rest alone |
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Marble skins turn human, people fade to gray |
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Put your head into my hands we'll make them go away |
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As you're crying softly, you won't ever be disturbed |
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Red on pink, the sun will sink, have you even heard? |
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And the colors take me down |
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It's no reason to be sad |
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And you leave without a sound |
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It's no reason to be glad |
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Salty tears are wasted, children lie awake |
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Put your head into my hands, don't let your spirit break |
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Black smoke from the chimneys, white smoke from the hills |
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Everything is moving, but we're standing still |
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Celebrations fading, boats upon the waves |
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Put your head into my hands, trying to be brave |
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The carnival has packed up, the storm has left us peace |
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Poppies sleep undamaged, we drive into the east |
