Don't creak the floorboards, don't wake up your father
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I run into the night to get drunk...
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Everything sparkles on the street
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Three steps and off the porch
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I run into the night again.
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Here will be the first burns on the soul and in the lungs, bam!
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Direct speeches and hints, and our dances in the yards.
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Just me and my bro, we have special vibes
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We sing drunk
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near administration.
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Over the horizon!
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Over the horizon!
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All adults were there beyond the horizon.
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Our way to keep warm is to sing a lot
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and your heart is not yet beyond the horizon.
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And time is like a fast freight train, and in the morning it’s a waste, and we didn’t even notice how, how
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We flew two big sparks from the fire into life, and then everyone formulated it himself, himself!
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Over the horizon!
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Over the horizon!
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We hid our feelings there beyond the horizon!
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One hundred cases, not finished singing and ... as a result, gaps,
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And you seem to be here, but somewhere beyond the horizon.
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Over the horizon!
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Over the horizon!
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You flew away again and again beyond the horizon!
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You are the door to my childhood and my tender heart
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hurts without you when you're over the horizon.
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Over the horizon!
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Over the horizon!
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It is clear now that both are beyond the horizon.
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It's not easy to give... love remains.
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And a new stage, it seems, is not beyond the horizon. |