| Cloud puncher
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| Sky stealer
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| Earth falling
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| Early warning
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| Deep mountain
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| Tall highway
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| Gasoline rainbow
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| Beats working
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| Beats dying
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| Slow rising
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| Where you hiding? |
| (Where you hiding?)
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| Where you hiding? |
| (Where you hiding?)
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| Where you hiding? |
| (Where you hiding?)
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| And a skinny fella comes out of nowhere
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| The only moment on this horizon
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| Gives us something to fix our eyes on
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| Something nagging, almost blinding
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| Gives us something to fix our eyes on
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| Weird recollections
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| Life flashing before you
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| Stumble off again
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| Into the mirage and the sunset
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| Into the mirage and the sunset
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| Into the mirage and the sunset
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| Drinking, dancing, sex, high-living
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| They don’t seem so sinful now
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| We dwindle in the atom age
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| Into the mirage and the folded page
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| Into the mirage and the sunset
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| Into the mirage and the sunset
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| Into the mirage and the sunset
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| Into the mirage and the sunset
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| Guilt, remorse and loneliness
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| All are part of dying
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| This is as good as-
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| This is as good as it’s gonna get
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| Between the mirage and the sunset
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| Between the mirage and the sunset
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| Between the mirage and the sunset
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| No taboos, nothing to lose
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| Modern dramas, electric storms
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| A trunk in the attic, a moment of panic
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| Daily routine, the faces freeze
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| Hearts of gold, hearts of gold
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| I never thought it would end
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| I never thought it would end
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| All my friends, all my friends
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| Where the fuck did they go?
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| In my tent, I sit and tremble
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| While outside the dust storms rage
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| I thought I had found an oasis
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| But it was just a muddy stinking hole |