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I used to ride up on the hill |
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And look down at the darkened |
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Silhouettes of tall black windowsills |
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And my heart jumped every ledge |
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Until one bright morning when |
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I wokeI heard bells, girl she gently spoke and said' |
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Choice my man's to breath or choke |
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So go die, or learn to hope' |
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Get back on your way at the end of the day |
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Under the fire and the rain |
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The whole big bloody parade until that |
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That feeling, feeling's gone |
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You wake up on your own |
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Sometimes walls come caving in |
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Sometimes the world just hits your chin |
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And sometimes shadows haunt your back |
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And sometimes |
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I feel so flat |
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Then like some rare eagle on the wind |
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Well it turns and life comes bursting in |
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And the earth you thought would beat you down |
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Lifts up and lights your ground |
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Get back on your way at the end of the day |
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Under the fire and the rain |
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The whole big bloody parade until that |
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That feeling, feeling's gone |
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You wake up on your own/ |
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Lifts up and sends you homeward bound/ |
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Lifts up and then you're found again/ |
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Lifts up and turns your world around/still scarred of love lived on the ledge |
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And the Earth you thought would eat you up |
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Well it lifts you high and fills your cup/carries |
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And right then |
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I learnt to hope / the point of hope / |
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I knew the way ahead/ to go/ lifts up and clears your hallowed ground* |
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So scared that love lived on the edge / |
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Scared of love lived on the ledge / |
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Like love lived on the ledge/ |
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As if my love required a ledgebring you down |
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Lifts up, your heart just leaves the ground/and how you love your ground / high above the ground/ and the earth you thought would end your song 'song'/ lifts up and now . . . the feeling's gone feelings gone |
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And you wonder how on |
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Earth youWhen you're high |
