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Yearning we were yearning |
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Green light blinding on the rail |
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Burning we were burning |
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And the line unwinding to the Holy Grail |
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To the future gleaming on a blue horizon |
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And a golden girl on golden sand |
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Dreaming fantasizing |
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In another world from Metroland |
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I've danced in rain and I've been Django |
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And I've got laid |
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I've been a rolling stone |
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I've been Verlaine |
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And I've been Rimbaud |
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Not afraid to walk alone |
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And now I take my midnight ramble |
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Do I fold or play what's in my hand |
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What's at stake and what's the gamble |
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Do I stay in Metroland |
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Dreams yesterday's laughter |
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Ghosts and lovers come back to play |
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But dreams have a morning after |
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And run for cover |
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In the light of day |
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I got something real worth holding on to |
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I can belong to and understand |
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I've made my deal |
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I will go on to |
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Make my peace with Metroland |
