| Swaet runs down the centre of my back
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| Crawling like an insect — it makes a track
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| Swaet runs down the nape of my neck
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| Anticipation — the cause and the effect
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| So catch each drop as I catch each breath
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| 'Til there’s no doubt, no indecision, 'til there’s not one question left
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| Walking streets alone amid a mass of strangers faces
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| Fill my time with thoughts of you and I in distant places
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| Now I must have you!
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| You breathe new life — it’s all around
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| It calls my name without a sound
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| This distance cuts down deep inside
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| Planes carre like knievs acrosss the sky
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| I must be with you!
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| This place never cares to see who goes or who remains
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| I wait and watch the boats set sail, I linger and listen to the far off trains
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| This land of mine, drifts off alone, far out to sea
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| With no direction, no intention, nothing left to offer me
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| And I can’t stay!
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| It stand alone — back on the world
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| And through it all it still seems to curl
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| Itself around the people, binding tighter than a rope
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| Gives nothing away for something, each day without hope
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| It’s no home for the luxury of love!
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| The Good Life out of each on the placards
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| Doesn’t hide away the truth of the broken down facades
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| The buildings burn, the streets on fire
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| Every muscle, every nerve stretched to reach for somewhere higher
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| Feel me now!
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| Will youremain, place your trust
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| Turn ideas into motions before mechanisms rust
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| Will you hold me tight with arms, with words, in your comfort keep me warm
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| I beg refuge in your shelter as I fly into the storm
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| Take me!
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| Take me now |