| Sometimes the shapes of things
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| Seduce your soul right in
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| And then you do it all again
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| Sometimes the face of fate
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| Is hard and comes so late
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| You never can procrastinate
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| In your sleep you can feel a kind of sinking
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| In the deep you just can’t see the sun for the light
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| In your daze you can’t stop, you can’t stop yourself from thinking
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| About the ways you could get out of the night
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| But you’re caught, you’re caught in the city of love
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| Sometimes the ghosts disperse
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| Then they come back much worse
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| Lost in a drifting universe
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| In the end you can hear the trumpets playing
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| Round the bend where the river, the river turns into falls
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| In the flames, oh, you can hear, you can see the people praying
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| There’s no escape, there’s no way, there’s no way out at all
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| When you’re caught, you’re caught in the city of love |