| It’s just a few miles till oblivion now
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| There was a bad connection from the start
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| I need to crash the barricades
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| Wood and paper that you made
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| To feed the flames that roar within my heart
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| Between today and yesterday it’s all right
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| I know there’s time enough to dream
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| I get the same recurring thoughts in the night
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| I never know quite what they mean
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| So never try to turn your head
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| Avoid the bitterness
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| You learn to lead your laughing
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| I never had the urge to guess
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| The space between my birth and death
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| Another candle snuffed out in the night
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| It’s better to leave your frustrations
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| Than ride the train as far as it goes
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| It’s better unspoken
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| The spoiled and broken
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| Something that fate only knows
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| And it goes on
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| Well maybe I was foolish
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| To go and let you in
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| And I ain’t disappointed
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| To feel my memories scattered by the wind
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| And maybe I was stupid
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| To try and get away
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| But it’s just another daydream
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| That’s caught between today and yesterday
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| That’s caught between today and yesterday
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| That’s caught between today and yesterday
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| Well we’re caught between today and yesterday
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| Yesterday
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| Yesterday
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| Yesterday
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| Yesterday |